Yvonne's POV
Kylian was serious about the wedding happening fast. He had booked a venue and hired a wedding planner already. I guessed I thought he was only half serious about making things happen in a hurry. Boy, had I been wrong. I checked my watch and saw it was almost ten. I felt a little guilty for skipping work and taking my right-hand woman with me, but it had to be done. I had scheduled an appointment at a dress shop, after practically having to pull teeth to get the thing and there was no way I was going to risk being late.
“I’m on my way,” I answered when Cynthia called. “I’m here already and there are paparazzi all over.” “What? How? Why?” I asked dumbfounded by the news.
“I have no idea. The dress shop is thrilled. They are quite literally rolling out the red carpet for you.
