“Holy fuck. Ryan, are you serious here?” “If you don’t like it I can—” “Like it? Ryan, it’s gorgeous.” He carefully pulled the long, white-gold chain from the box. The necklace was dotted with black pearls and tiny diamonds. “I thought it would look good with that black jumpsuit you have.” “God, it will. I can’t believe this. Is this really for me? I own this now?” Ryan laughed. “It’s yours. The lady at the store was really excited about it. She assured me my ‘wife’ would love it.” “She does love it. I want to put it on, but it won’t go with this sweater.”
