Daft Gifts

"You can't put that there."

Ana-Maria stopped, staring at Jack in amused perplexity as he plucked the ornate dragon charm and chain from her fingers.

"Why can't I wear it around my neck?"

"Because that'd be the expected thing to do." His feet were silent as he moved to face her.

"So?"

"I gave it to you."

"And I have to acknowledge this by wearing it in some daft fashion."

"Aye."

"Jack, what are you doing?" He shrugged, manipulating the chain through the holes in her shirt.

She almost missed his whisper. "Better. Now it can sit over your heart."