The young man paused, touched the neckpiece, then pulled a surprised face.
"Why does it matter? Anyone can own this." He scoffed.
"I... I know. But..." She stopped herself, realizing she didn't really have a point.
He was right. Anyone could own it. Still, the coincidence...
"Why? Did you misplace yours or something?" He asked after a brief moment of quietude.
Ivanka wagged her head. "It was a...a friend of mine. But isn't it supposed to be for couples? Why do you have it on?"
He gave an amusing smile that made Ivanka's stomach flutter.
"And what makes you think I'm single?"
His question struck hard at her. God! She almost felt foolish.
Her face flushed as she dropped her gaze and tried to focus on her meal. It was impossible.
"Your girlfriend, or wife - whatever she is - must b
