"Just get that dress off. We don't have much time before everyone will look for us."
"No. What do you mean by 'the last time'?"
"Bella, it's nothing. It's silly. I misspoke, okay."
"Jett, why won't you look me in the eye?"
Putting his pants back with a frustrated sigh, he looked at her with a titled head. "I… had this dream. It was about you and --"
"Was it before we met?" she asked with a shaky voice, feeling like her heart would pound out of her chest.
Reaching to pull her to him, he looked into her eyes, saying, "Yes. I had this crazy dream about you being a princess and I had to save you from being married to this asshole. I was all so much like what has been happening to us lately."
"But… the difference is, I'm still in an arranged marriage. Only it's with you."'
"What do you mean? Bella, why are you looking at me that way?"
