Chapter 33:

Jeremy was supposed to be concentrating but now, he was stuck with a woman who seemed to be tightening his lungs with her awful yet awesome laugh. Nah, not a laugh, just a snicker.

"What in the heck is pillow shopping?" Emma trailed behind him, half-yelling, half-smiling while tucking her dress again.

He pushed the door of the shop open, before finally turning towards her. "Pillow shopping is an expression used to buy pillows." He stepped in, and she followed unwillingly.

"I know that, dummy." She rolled her eyes, while still keeping up with his pace, "But, I have countless of pillows, I don't think I need any more."

Pillows racked the line, variates of pillows lined up, extravagant. Who in the hell sell pillows?

"The pillows are for me." He still kept on walking.

"Oh." Realization hit her hard, and she flushed red, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

"Now, will you help?" He turns towards her, gosh, she was extremely small under his huge body but just enough for him to step toward