"Does the present at least earn me a ten second head start?" he joked, shifting to remove the necklace from the box. Moving behind her, he busied himself with unhooking the clasp and putting it on her, hooking it in place and sealing it with a kiss against the nape of her neck. "Happy birthday, babe...you deserve it."
"I didn't mean trouble in a bad sense, Karras." she tilted her head forward while holding her hair aside. Her eyes closed at the feel of his lips on a sensitive spot and a shiver lapped over her body.
"It's beautiful." she fingered the pendant on her chest as she turned around to face him. "Thank you."
Her hand came up, slid around the back of his neck and pulled him down until his lips met hers.
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In the middle of a long -- very explicit -- string of Italian curses, Ziyah stopped dead and looked at the black box in her fiancee's hands.
She'd eventually be mad that he distracted her from being mad... later.
Her expression quickly softened, and she shook her head.
"You're so in trouble later."
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"It's beautiful." she fingered the pendant on her chest as she turned around to face him. "Thank you."
Her hand came up, slid around the back of his neck and pulled him down until his lips met hers.
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