*Jasmine's POV*
Wasn't he angry with me about what I just said? Didn't he hear it? Did I just now imagine how his voice cracked?
Oh. how I hoped he didn't hear everything I just said. On the bed there was a purple dress bag. I opened it and gasped for air.
"Ben," I said breathless.
"Do you like it, I mean you can choose as you wish, but I don't know, I think it will suit you. It can be adjusted if necessary," he stumbled on his words.
"No it's, it's gorgeous thank you, thank you so much." I was ashamed of myself and I should be. Naïma came to see what the commotion was about and her mouth dropped open. "He picked this for you?" I nodded still in shock. "Pff how can this be fair," she went on complaining again.
