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She’d already tried on plenty of rings. They were all high quality, glittering with diamonds that were fitting of her beauty. The choice should have been an easy pick.
I stepped closer, trying to look at the rings through her eyes. What in the world was she thinking?
“Should I have them bring more out?” I asked, already looking for the man who gave us our selection.
Ramona bit at her lip, hesitant. “Listen, Elias–”
“Tell me you haven’t changed your mind.” Horrified at the idea, I took a step back. We had two days left. I hadn’t fucked anything up, not that I knew of.
Her hands immediately flew out in front of her as she shook her head. “No, it’s not that! These are just so fancy, and they’re not exactly me.”
I looked at the rings and then over at her hesitant expression. Fuck, I hope I didn’t give her the wrong impression. Maybe I shouldn’t have picked out the rings beforehand. Instead, I should have let her pick out her ring instead. So accustomed to having control of each situation that crossed my path, I accidentally did the same to Ramona.
“You don’t have to pick one of these, you can look around,” I explained to her in a rush.
“They’re nice, Elias, really. I’m sure we can find something here in no time.” Once a smile drifted back to her lips, I felt a little better.
Nodding at her words, I took a few steps back to let her roam around the small jewelry store. Keeping my hands in my pockets, I held back the urge to give her my opinion. If she asked, only then would I say something.
Ramona took her time, speaking to the workers to try on different rings. The mix of expressions on her face told a story. The last ring she put on brought a smile to her face. Twisting around, she looked excited.
“What do you think?” she asked after rushing over. Holding out her hand, a band was wrapped around her ring finger. A very simple one at that with a few small diamonds embedded in the band.
It looked like a ring I would wear.
“You really like this?” I asked, trying not to reveal my disappointment. I assumed she’d want a fat diamond, not something so basic as this.
“I love it,” she corrected with a grin.
Lifting my gaze from the ring to her excited expression, her happiness grew a bit contagious. “Then it’s absolutely perfect. Let’s get it sized and get out of here. We still need to go dress shopping.”
“Aren’t we pushing it with these deadlines?” she asked as she returned the ring to the worker on the other side of the counter.
“Money makes up for the inconvenience, darling. Throw a few stacks here and there, and you’d be surprised how quickly people move to satisfy you,” I explained. While Ramona got her finger measured, I looked over all the rings.
I still needed to pick one out for myself. Moving away from her momentarily, I found another worker to help assist. Wanting something to pop out to show my marital status to whoever looked at my hand, I spotted darker-colored bands. Perfect.
“I like that,” Ramona murmured at my side after I picked out one in particular to try on.
Flicking my thumb against the band, I rotated it around my finger. “Doesn’t quite match yours.”
“Doesn’t need to,” she reminded, leaning closer for a better look. Brushing my side, her hair tickled my arms. “If you like it, you should get it.”
I did like it. I also loved the way she eyed the ring in my hand. How could I deny a reason to have her stare at me?
“Let me wrap everything up and then we’ll continue our shopping trip,” I urged as I plucked the ring off, “feel free to look around while you wait, but don’t trail away too far.”
Nodding, she left my side to look at the necklaces.
I rushed to get the paperwork filled out and the payment accepted. Two days would be more than enough time to have everything ready. I made sure to make it clear that I needed the rings to be perfect.
I couldn’t possibly marry the woman if I didn’t have rings. Now I needed to get the next essential part of a wedding; our apparel.
“Let’s go,” I urged, pressing a hand against the lower part of her back. Simply wanting an excuse to touch her, I guided her out of the jewelry store and led her to the back of one of our white cars.
“I’m so excited!” she cheered in the back seat. “I’m ready to try on so many dresses. You might have to tell me if I take too long. I don’t want to waste too much of your time.”
“Darling, I will sit in the shop for hours if it means you find the perfect dress,” I promised as we were on our way.
