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"Here, this is for you I got you a little so when I was in New York" His face showed his anticipation

"Ryan!" I gazed at hiht ed

I peeked inside the bag; nestled in the pretty tissue paper was a black jewelry box He stared at me expectantly as I lifted the lid of the box

Inside was a silver necklace with two diaether, one inside the other I looked at him, bewildered

"Ryan, ohthe pendant with the tip of old, so I opted for white gold Here, let me help you put it on" He took the delicate chain out of the box

I lifted led with the delicate chain, my nervousness made my heart beat faster I felt his hands rest on my shoulders when he was finished He pressed his chest into my back

"Do you like it?" he whispered seductively in my ear I felt his warm breath on my skin as he trailed the tip of his nose downmy head even further to enjoy his nuzzle "You shouldn’t have" His gesture took me completely by surprise I turned in his ared his shoulders "I wanted to You look beautiful wearing my heart"

"Thank you!" I reached to kiss hi back up off the bed and handed it toinside"

I looked at hi and found another black jewelry box in the tissue paper This one was smaller I felt all the color rush froasped as s, set in white gold as well Frouette led the way to where a dialed below The diamonds were at least a carat each

"This is too ht-headed "I can’t accept these"

"Don’t you like theazed at theht "But I can’t accept these It’s too ine how expensive earrings like these were

His fingers covered my lips "If you like them, put them on They’re yours"

I stared at the box, unable to ers Dinner on the yacht, dia in front of ift I wanted fro that his money and fame could never buy – to be my one true love forever

I snapped the box shut and handed it to hih Please" I shook the box for hi else? I could exchange the Just tell ently s else Please This pendant was led between questioning ged and beca to even pretend that I understand this" He set the little box on raphed the moment I opened the front door Ryan and I hurried down the street tospot, butwas very close to the beach andinto account

Ryan had ers touch h As we crossed the street, ere surrounded by al us, blinding us with flashes of light The cameras clicked feverously

Mixed in the croere several lossy photos and a few obsessive feirl with curly brown hair grabbed the sleeve of Ryan’s jacket, pulling him off-balance

"Hey! Please don’t touchhis ared for photographs and autographs "Ryan, Ryan, over here" – the words were chanted over and over again by the different intrusive ued us

I looked up to see the faces of soirls – twenty sos – but there were a few older woh he ith me, it didn’t matter It was like I wasn’t even there to theraphers were surrounding us; they provided a barrier between us and his female admirers