Sara Michaels
Kingsley stepped closer, wrapping his arms around her from behind. “I wanted to. After everything you went through last night… after how strong you were… you deserve to be reminded every day how special you are to me.”
He spoke so softly, his deep voice warm with affection as he stood behind Sara in their bedroom that morning.
Sara obeyed, a small, curious smile playing on her lips.
She felt Kingsley gently lift her wrist and slide something cool and delicate around it. When he told her to open her eyes, she looked down to see a beautiful diamond bracelet sparkling on her wrist ....elegant, simple, and clearly expensive.
“It’s stunning,” she whispered, turning her wrist slowly to catch the light. “You didn’t have to get me this.”
He slowly caressed her arms, his large
