Elaine
A few hours ago
I walked along the beach with Alexander. His huge hands intertwined with mine as his thumbs fondled my palms gently. I spotted a stand where beautiful pairs of empty jewelry are sold. I dragged a reluctant Xander along with me. I picked out the bracelet and gently encircled it around his wrist.
"My little gift. Don't ever take it off." I muttered softly.
He picked up the necklace. "It comes in matching pieces." Carefully he tucked my hair away from my neckline and hooked the ends together.
"You always look beautiful." He beamed at me.
The store, controlled by a teenager, beamed at us as she spoke in slightly accented English. "We always take pictures of our customers."
"Are you the creator of these pieces? They are beautiful," I compliment.
"Thank you, but my
