“Thank you. These are gorgeous,” I whisper, then look up at his handsome face, at his eyes gazing at me like my reaction means everything to him. “I happened to be in our L.A. flagship store. These caught my eye and made me think of you.” He plucks them out of the box and places them over my hair. “See? Perfect.” My heart pounds as pleasure warms my body. I look at my reflection. “They are.” “You are perfect, wife,” he corrects me, then places a sweet kiss on my temple.
Got me crying at work! If he still betrays her, I swear on everything that is holy!
