He was such a contradiction, she thought numbly, lifting the necklace from the box and instantly falling in love with it. He spent hardly any time alone with her, but he seemed to be trying to please her.
And he'd noticed that she liked pink.
"It's beautiful," she said honestly, fastening the necklace round her neck and walking across the room to admire herself in the mirror. "Is it very valuable?"
"Would knowing how much it cost make it a more welcome gift?" There was an edge to his tone that she didn't understand.
"No, of course not." She touched the sparkling diamonds nervously. "I'm just wondering whether I dare wear it out of the bedroom."
He relaxed slightly. "It's yours to lose, keep or trade," he drawled softly, and Holly frowned, puzzled by his comment but too tired to search for a hidden meaning.