My billion dollar bride

h to stand by such an exquisite beauty. When my parents told me about what Dimple had decided, I chose not to see her

sured myself they'd be no mistakes. Every last marriage I'd seen never ended badly- no matter the

d waited for me to answer. I simply nodded, "Let her in. I'm on my way" I sai

e stood in a white shirt and a red high-waist trouser with matching heels. Her eyes

me. Then I grabbed both her hands and lifted it a tad bit, spreading it apa

g this would seem casual" her gaze met mine and she grinned "An

e she talked, the more breathless she seemed. And- as peculiar as it seemed- the more I had the urge t

the house looked nice, but on my part, it seemed too small. I'd been single for some time and a home with eight floors sounded good

utiful. I really wish I'

e- hunting for a while now. I've been looking for

oon, her smile faded then she walked to the doo

use

at you want, but I have some history when it comes to style. Besides, which bet

stared at her. Subconsciously, I s

ansions. And after the long run, we were ready to head back. I offered to take

felt like a dream. I brushed her now fiery hair over her ear lobe and smiled staring at her- from her hair, to h

. She slipped her hand in mine, and my body betrayed me in the most embarrassing way. What

a kiss. Her lips tingled as I touched them slightly with my fingers. I smiled s

kiss me back. She just stood straight, with popped wid

ted. Unable to say anything, I walked away and got into my car. When I looked back at Dimple, she w

I thinking? We'd kiss and everything would turn at fine? Come on! Who believed in such things anym

se! If I saw her again, that would be my reason. I wouldn't have to share