Gifts

Chapter 28 – Meeting the Family–1

Fiona gives me a tart little smack on the butt then, breaking my reverie and laughing as she hurries over to the jewelry box waiting on my vanity. I give her a weird look and cover my ass with my hands. “What is with people today,” I murmur.

She laughs again as she comes over to me, standing behind me so that she can hook the diamond solitaire around my neck on its slim silver chain.

“You got the ring?” she asks, smacking her gum.

“Oh, yeah,” I murmur, walking swiftly over to my bedside drawer and pulling it open. I reach towards the back, fishing it out and pushing it swiftly onto my left hand.

When I look at Fiona, she’s crossing her arms and shaking her head at me.

“A million–dollar diamond,” she says, “and you shove it in your bedside drawer?”

“Um,” I say, biting my lip in response. I hadn’t even thought about it. I look around, wondering where else I should have put

it

“Nevermind,” she says, laughing at me more.

“Fiona,” I say, taking in her vintage Juicy velour sweatsuit. “Won’t you please come? I’ll feel so much better with you there.”

comfortable here.”

I frown at her, knowing that something’s up. But, she knows more about this world than I do. If she doesn’t want to go, I’m not going to push her.

“Okay,” I say, sighing as I headed for the door.

“Wait wait!” she calls, unzipping a garment bag and revealing a gorgeous mink stole.

“Oh my god,” I say, walking back towards it. “It’s beautiful

“Yeah,” she says, admiring it. “Vintage. You lucky girl.”

to wrap it around

not wanting to touch it.

you,” she scolds, “some kind of tree hugger?”

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staring at it. “I feel so bad, thinking about those little

says, taking my face in her hands, “It’s vintage. These minks died

hesitate, my eyes taking it in. It is

tucking my hands into the little pockets at

in the closet for another sixty years.

the stairs, brushing my face

see Kent at the bottom standing with his arms crossed, his feet

suddenly, I hunch my shoulders up towards my ears, clutching the mink close against my chest, pressing my thighs and knees together. I’m abruptly very aware of the shortness of my skirt. I don’t break eye contact though. Instead, I bite my bottom lip hoping – ridiculously – that I look okay.

him growl as his brow lowers, his eyes locked on

calls, joining his father at the bottom of the stairs. “Wow, you look stunning.” He gives me a big smile and I start to move again, focusing on him

punch on his shoulder. “You

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Gifts

– Meeting

again just how good–looking my fiancé is. Both of our

nodding towards the door. “The cars

that, we head out of the house. On our way to meet my entire

a grand, old–fashioned kind of charm, with freshly buffed fine oak floors, brass chandeliers, and sweeping views

us champagne, Kent doesn’t make eye contact with him, merely saying “whiskey, neat,” and surveying the guests. However, Daniel ist more polite, nodding and smiling as he takes

get a few steps into the room before we are bombarded with

out a hand to take

him down.

Gifts

Meeting the Family–3

to…visit the bathroom,” I say, “before I take that

me, putting a hand on my back to show

face frustrated as he steps in front of us. “I’ll take her,” he says, shaking his

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