His gaze shifted to my neck. “I instructed Wren to select jewelry for you.” I fluttered my hand at the base of my throat. “Yeah. She did. But it seemed like too much. The earrings weren’t my style and the necklace looked like something out of a heist movie. I didn’t want you to spend all the money just to have some witty bandits cut the power and yank it off me in the dark.” “Next time,” he said, “tell Wren you’d like to see something different.” “Please.” I waved a hand at my skirt. “The last thing I need is more sparkle. It would’ve been a waste of money.”
