"Why didn’t you tell me they belonged to your mother?" Giselle asks the moment we climb into the SUV."Because if I had, you’d have refused to wear them," I reply quickly, stopping her hand before she can remove the bracelet. "I want them to be yours, sweetheart. And honestly, I’m sure that if my mother had met you, she would’ve gifted them to you herself. So please, wear them. Just for me, okay?" I lift her chin gently and press a soft kiss to her cheek.She hesitates for a few seconds, then nods."Okay."Silence stretches between us for a while, both of us sneaking glances at Kalet, who’s been unusually quiet lately. I slide my hand over Giselle’s bare thigh, and just as I’m about to move it higher, she smacks it away with a playful slap."What was that for, sweetheart?" I protest, rubbing my hand."I know exactly what you're thinking," she shoots back, setting her purse on her lap like a shield."I’m sorry, but I can’t help it. That dress is sinfully gorgeous on you," I whisper in
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