The glint of my silver bracelet catches my eye. “What the hell is this?” “You said no ring. You didn’t think I’d marry you and let you walk around without something that marks you as mine?” “I can’t take it off.” It’s not so tight that it imprints my skin, but it can’t be removed. He smirks. “You’re not supposed to.” “You’re very frustrating, you know that?” “I could say the same for you.” Warmth fills my stomach, expanding throughout my limbs at the way he’s looking at me.
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