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Her eyes flick back and forth between the small white box and my face.
"This was so sweet." She wells up with tears. "It's not even my…" With a small shake of her head, she clears away the thought.
She leans forward, crosses her wrists behind my neck and leads a dance with our mouths—tongues and all, which is awfully nice, but I'm dying here.
"Mmm," I pull back. "Open it. Please?"
She smiles once more and it hits me: if only I can make this girl this happy for the rest of our lives, that's all I'd need.
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With trembling hands, she unties the tiny blue bow and lifts off the lid. She gasps and sits back on my thighs, letting the light get to it.
"Edward, it's beautiful!"
She reaches two delicate fingers inside and pulls the sterling silver navel dangle from the cotton pillow. I relish the expression on her face as her eyes travel the length of the piece and she spies the blue topaz nestled into the curve of silver.
The highlight is the moment she makes out the diamond-encrusted "E" suspended from the bottom.
"Oh GOD, I LOVE IT! This is SO romantic!"