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.”

goes to wrap it

touch it. “Is it…like real? Were

are you,” she scolds, “some kind

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

vintage. These minks died over sixty years ago. No new

my eyes taking it in. It is

anything, tucking my hands into the little pockets

in the closet for another sixty years. Take them out! Let the

brushing my face against

bottom standing with his

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

I hear him growl as his brow

at the bottom of the stairs. “Wow, you look stunning.” He gives me a big smile and I start

punch on his shoulder. “You look pretty

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Gifts

– Meeting

how good–looking my fiancé is. Both of our faces turn to Kent, though, as he snorts at us, shaking his head.

towards the door. “The cars are

that, we head out of the house. On our

as we walk into the ballroom at the country club, impressed. This place has a grand, old–fashioned kind of charm, with freshly buffed fine oak

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

a few steps into the room

her?” A plump woman says, hurrying over and reaching out a hand to take

him down.

Gifts

Meeting the Family–3

hesitating a little. “I think I’d like to…visit the bathroom,”

a hand on my back to show me the way.

of us. “I’ll take her,” he says, shaking his head. “You’ve

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