Allie glared up at Jacob. After his little ‘marry her tonight’ bomb, things had gotten a little tense. Well, not right after. She had dismissed his declaration as a moment of passion. It wasn’t until they were dressing to go down to dinner that things had taken a turn for the worse. She should have known something was up when he handed her the package.
She had excitedly unwrapped it. She’d frowned when a brilliant, yellow dress with white lace on the bodice unfolded in her hands. Holding it up, she glanced at Jacob with a look of uncertainty.
“What’s this for?” she asked, puzzled.
“You,” he had chuckled.
“But… why?” she asked in confusion. “I don’t wear dresses. Hell, I didn’t even wear one to the prom.”
“Just for tonight,” Jacob asked with a boyish grin. “Please.”
Allie looked skept
