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As expensive as it is, the price is not the most important thing about his gift. The necklace has tremendous sentimental value.
It also looks perfect against my skin, the pendant giving it a sultry feel.
My fingers move over the amazing piece.
I’ve never worn a necklace. Never had the chance. It’s never crossed my mind. The idea of jewelry has escaped me completely.
Perhaps I’ve never been in the mood for it, although I’ve always understood the sentimental value and power of expression attached to it.
This is new to me, and it means more than just being a significant gift from a man. It looks good around my neck, and it makes me want to touch it all the time. Even now, my fingers brush over the pendant slowly.
It also makes me want to be protective of it.
I won’t be able to wear it all the time. Although I’m sure that’s what he had in mind.
Wearing it isn’t a problem in itself, but having another moment with Kai, and catching him in a bad mood like this morning, might make the necklace end up on the floor as well.
“Is everything okay?” Alejandro asks, nearing me and pocketing his wallet while handing me my purse.
He’s holding the shopping bags.
“Yes. Everything is fine. I love it,” I say.
My voice is mellow. My smile is faint. And my eyelids start to feel heavy.
Maybe I’m physically tired at last.
Or maybe his gesture has brought me some peace, giving me a sense of permanence that this arrangement, with its ups and downs, has removed from my head.
Maybe there will be something after all this ends.
“Do you want to eat?” he asks as I swivel and take my bag from him.
“Yes. I could eat something. I had some food this morning, but it wasn’t much.”
Fingers laced, we leave the shop, and later, we slide into his ride. Without a word, he steers the car away.
The next stop is a restaurant.
We have brunch––fried eggs with Cuban bread, delicious pancakes filled with cream cheese and drizzled with guava syrup, and Cafe Cubano.
We eat and chat before climbing into his car again.
This time, he looks at me.
“Do you want to go back?”
The ocean glimmers in front of us, the sun shining way up in the sky. It’s almost noon.
I feel much better now, and maybe going back and hitting the crisp sheets is a good idea.
I could finally sleep.
On the other hand, I won’t have his company if we return to the hotel. Maybe he’s tired. And maybe I should ask him.
I do.
“Do you want to sleep?”
