DIAMONDS

"I can't believe you just bought me a fifteen thousand dollar dress." I say as we leave Versace and walk down the Fifth Avenue. "Besides, it was weird being the only one in the boutique."

"It's called private shopping."

"Still, it's weird."

"There were no queues in front of the changing rooms and the checkpoints."

"Like there are so many people, who can actually afford going shopping at Versace." I say, rolling my eyes.

he chuckles and take my hand. "You'd be surprised by how full this store gets at this kind of time..."

"OH,I doubt it." I say with a soft smile on my lips, "What's left is jewelry."

I sigh, "I could just -"

"No."

"But-"

"Your jewelry is going to be sold at the auction."

"No, it's not."

"Fine, it's not. But I'd like you to buy you a new jewelry, Jewelry you will actually wear."

"Oh. But isn't it......." i grin as i realize his intention, "You just want to see my taste, don't you? Although you already know my taste....."

"Classic, I know." he says as we stop in front of Tiffany's.

"Really I...."

"You know, most women would jump off the bridge just to go shopping with a man like me."

"A man as charming as you or a man as wealthy as you?"

He grins at me, "Both." he says before he kisses me softly.

"Fine." I agree and brush through my dark brown hair.

A man in a suits hold the door open for us and we step in.

"Mr. Faulkerson, how nice to have you here." A woman in a dark dress says to us, smiling. Her look changes as soon as she really recognize me. She's......Well, surprised.

"What can I do for you today?" the blonde asks.

"We need a necklace and earrings. For her." Richard says in a business-like voice. A voice he has used all the time we weren't alone. The same voice he had when we met. The voice which makes me feel protected. The voice-along with his poker face - which makes me feel insecure.

She nodds, "Any style?"

"Well-" I start.

"Classical. Something with diamonds."

She nodds, "Follow me, please, Mr. Faulkerson and Miss......"

"Mendoza." I say and smile a little.

She nodds, "Miss Mendoza." she says with a smile on her lips as she walks off.

"Where are we going?" I whisper to Richard as we follow the blonde.

"To a private showing - room."

I look at him confused, "A what?!"

He smiles at me, "You'll see."

"Okay....." I say unsure as we reach a room.

The blonde, her name is Miss Alexson according to the name tag, holds the door open for us. "We'll have a collection for you in just a few seconds, Mr. Faulkerson."

Richard nodds as we into the massive room, in white and bright turquoise- the typical Tiffany's colors.

"A glass of champagne?" she ask us.

"Water." he says and Miss Alexson nodds before she closes the door and walks away.

"They're going to bring the jewelry here?" I ask him surprised, "But don't they just do it for the really wealthy custom......" I stop talking as i realize that it's non-sense. He is wealthy enough. he is super rich. Of course he enjoys such services all the time. Why? Because he can.

"Promise me you won't think about the price."

"That will be hard. I might even be looking for the price tag." I joke and smile.

"There are no price tags."

Of course. "Right."

"You know, I think I should meet your parents. Or at least your mother and husband.....Which number?"

"Three. Carlos's his name."

"Maybe I should meet the one who raised you.....Jack was his name, I believe?"

"Ray. Jack was the one who... You know, did that thing with Thomas."

"Ray then." he says, his eyes in a black color. His body is tensed.

"But my mom's current husband is Carlos."

"So, it was your Dad, then Ray, Jack and then Carlos?"

I shake my head, "No. It was my Dad, to whom she wasn't married to. Then it was Ray as husband number one, Jack as husband number two and then Carlos."

"Confusing."

"Your family is more confusing." I answer back as the door opens. Another women walks in, holding a plate with two crystal glasses on it. She smiles at us and places the glasses in front of us. Her face turns red as her eyes lock with Richard's for just a millisecond, Then she turn around and walks away.

"No matter the age, they all want you, Mr. Faulkerson." I said.

"Well for now, my eyes are in you." he says, returning my smile.

Before I can say anything more, two ladies walk in, holding velvet plates with jewelry on it. Diamonds sparkle at me as they place them in front of me.

"I hope this is appropriate." Miss Alexson says as she gets seated across us.

I'm breathless. Damn it, this is like every girl's dream! Diamonds! Freaking diamonds in every shape,every color, every.......And platinum,silver,gold.....WOW!

I mean, Diamond! Real Diamonds! Not that stuff you get at FOREVER 21 and H&M! Real diamonds! Wow......

"She has to choose, not me." I hear Richard's voice ringing in my ears.

I nodd, slowly trying to find words. "That's definitely my taste." I say, my eyes still amazed by the beautiful stones who shine back to me. I look at every single set of earrings: Studs, Hoops, Dangles and a lot more.

My eyes caught the diamond drop earrings right away. Without even looking more closely to the other one's. I know it. "Those." I say in kind of a trance. I pick them up and place them near my ear, to see how they would look like. In the mirror, I see my reflection: Beautiful.

"I would have chosen those as well." Richard whispers to my ear.

"Good, then we have the earrings. Next's the necklace." the blonde says smiling.

I return her smile and my smile widens as I see the beautiful diamond necklace. Once again, there's only one item which gets caught in my eyes. A beautiful diamond necklace, with a yellow diamond. "That's the necklace."

"Seems like you have no hard time choosing, Miss Mendoza." Miss Alexson says

Richard smiles at the blonde, which makes her blush immediately. "Indeed, Miss Alexson." he says before he smiles at me.

She nodds, "Good, I'll wrap the jewelry up." she says before she takes Richard's black AMEX.

"Thanks." we says as she leaves.

"You're easy to go shopping with." Richard says to me as we rise from the chair.

I shrugg, "I know what i want. I stick to my decisions."

"Oh I really hope you do, Miss Mendoza."

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