“The jeweler called them love knots,” he says aloof, almost as if he’s embarrassed. “I took a chance. Jett suggested diamonds.”
“I love them,” I say as I put them on. “How do they look?”
“Perfect.”
“Thank you. They’re a very thoughtful gift,” I say, touching my earlobe.
“You’re welcome.” He kisses me softly on the lips and my emotions soar. It’s one thing for a man to buy you jewelry; it’s something entirely different when he puts thought and effort into the meaning. It makes me love them even more.
I catch a quick glimpse of my new earrings in the reflection of the door. They shine brightly in the light.
Kayne pushes me slightly in front of him as we walk through the restaurant, his arm placed firmly around my waist. I think he’s attempting to protect his assets. Or what he thinks are his assets.
That’s still to be determined.
Jett and London are already at the bar waiting for us. The room is dimly lit with amber up-lighting and gold accents. Very posh. Feels like New York, and I love it.
Jett stands and hugs me as soon as I’m in arm’s reach.
“Nice earrings,” he murmurs in my ear.
“How did you know? Kayne show you?”
“Nope. A girl only smiles the way you are when she receives something extra special. Looks good on you.”
“What? The earrings or the smile?”
“Both.”
“Alright,” Kayne nearly rips me out of Jett’s arms. “What are you two going for, the world record for longest hug?”
I roll my eyes at him. Dramatic much?
“Just being friendly,” Jett responds.
“Uh-huh,” Kayne returns flippantly.
“Hey, Ellie.” London chirps from her chair while she sips on a red drink in a martini glass. She’s dressed very similar to me, short skirt, high heels, and skimpy light pink top made of a satiny material. The most notable difference is she’s gorgeous on a whole other level with her long red hair, big breasts, and sparkling blue eyes. It’s official. She and Jett make one seriously intimidating couple.
“Hey, London.” I try to smile naturally, but I’m still a little uncomfortable around her. I keep picturing her naked, wearing a collar, and feeling me up. I glance at Kayne; I wonder if that’s what he sees when he looks at us.
Is it suddenly hot in here?
“Ellie?” Kayne gives me a strange look. I blush.
“I need to use the restroom,” I announce spontaneously.
“Everything okay?” he asks worried.
“Fine.”
“Well, our table is ready,” Jett tells me. “Do you want us to wait for you?”
“No. I’ll find you. The place isn’t very big.” I begin to step away.
“You sure?” Kayne presses.
“Positive.”
