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“That’s too big.”
“I didn’t think there was such a thing as a diamond being too big,” he says, his amusement vibrating through him and into me.
“May I see your hand, Mrs. Malik?” the jeweler asks.
Glancing at Oz, I turn back to Trevor and tentatively lift my hand toward him.
“Your hands are small, may I suggest something like this?” Pulling something from one of the trays, he holds it up to the light, and the diamond sparkles. “This is an emerald-cut diamond solitaire surrounded by pink diamonds set into a rose gold band.”
“Oh.” At the sight of the tiny circle gripped between his fingers, a gasp of pleasure falls from my lips, and I stare at the most beautiful ring I’ve ever seen in my life.
Leaning past me, Oz takes the ring from Trevor and slips it onto my finger. It’s a perfect fit. I have no idea how he guessed the size of my finger, but it’s absolutely perfect, and as I stare down at my hand, tears fill my eyes.
I’m not the type of girl who has been dreaming about my wedding or the rings I’ll wear all my life. Honestly, I never had any real interest in ever binding myself to a man that way. But as I look down at my finger and the beautiful ring Oz just slid onto it, a sudden wave of calm settles over me. I don’t know if it’s the ring, the man I’m sitting on, or the knowledge that I did something reckless and permanent today. Whatever it is, it feels…right.
“Fuck, Little One. Is that the one?” Oz asks.
“How much is it?” I ask, blinking as I stare down at the perfectly clear diamond.
“That’s not important.”
“Of course it’s important,” I say quietly.
“We’ll take it. Do you have a rose gold band to match?” Oz asks, ignoring my spluttering.
“No, you can’t, it’s…”
Grabbing my face, he silences me with a kiss. I’m not aware of Trevor leaving the room, but he’s loud when he returns carrying a simple rose gold version of the wedding band I’m wearing.
“Thanks,” Oz says, sliding both the wedding and engagement rings off my finger, then slipping the rose gold band on and pushing my engagement ring on top of it. Lifting my hand to his lips, he presses a soft kiss over the top of both of the rings. “Perfect,” he whispers.
“Go and see if you like anything out front. I’ll be out in a minute,” Oz says, lifting me off his lap and steering me into the hallway where the woman who greeted us when we came in is waiting.
“Oh my goodness, that is just beautiful,” she gushes, lifting my hand and smiling down at the rings Oz just put on me.
“Do you know how much this is? I can’t let him spend a fortune,” I tell her.
“I’m sure you’re worth it,” she says, diverting my attention to a case of pink diamond earrings and necklaces.
When Oz steps into the shop, I’m expecting him to tell me it’s too expensive, but instead he tries to buy me an extravagant pair of drop earrings that I refuse to allow the woman to get out of the case to show us.
“If you won’t let me spoil you, then let’s go, wife,” Oz purrs, handing me a small black gift bag.
“What’s this?” I ask.
“It’s just the boxes, the gold band I got for you, and the paperwork for the insurance company.”
Pulling out the paperwork, my feet stop moving, and I’m pretty sure my lungs seize up when I stare down at the insurer’s valuation listed.
“Oz, this says this ring is worth forty grand,” I whisper.
“I’ll call later and add it to our insurance policy,” he says nonchalantly, tugging at my hand to get to me to start moving.
“Oh my god, you need to return it. You can’t spend forty thousand dollars on me. We’ve been together for less than a week.”
“I can, and I did. I don’t believe in divorce, and if you ever ask, know I’ll never give you one, so you’re going to wear that ring for the rest of your life. I’d have spent double that if you’d have picked something more expensive.”
“That’s…” I trail off, unsure what to even say.
