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"Like an arm candy?" His eyes narrowed at her and she laughed.

"I said that to her. But it was the other way around. I am your wife and I- I love you Jaylen. Everything else is just- nuisances, little annoyances that I would put up with because I have you."

"And I am your husband." He was getting emotional again and was shocked that he could feel all shivery inside. "And any time you feel it is too much, if you want to cry, pause, let me know."

"I will."

"And based on that, you think she has the hots for me?"

She laughed, dispelling the thickness of the tension around them. "She said it. But it's a harmless thing where she is concerned. If it had been anything else, I would be kicking her ass and insisting that you fired her."

"Of course." He gave her an amused look.

"And she cares for you. It's not just the horrendously high salary you pay her, she genuinely cares about you. And that's a plus."

"She looks out for me," he acknowledged. "I brought you gifts."

"Oh Jaylen, I have more than enough," she protested.

"I could not resist." Putting her away, he climbed out of bed and went to get the packages.

"More than one?" She sat up against the pillows, admiring his trim body.

"More than two." He came back loaded down with gift bags. "I am finding that I love to spend my hard-earned money on you."

"Hard earned my ass," she muttered as she dug into the first bag and came out with an emerald green dress with slender gold stripes and was little more than a napkin. "I might as well be naked." She sent him a look. "This is not a dress."

"There is a new designer at Romano's Milan store and she is creating waves. I saw it and thought of you."

"I am not wearing that." She passed her hand over the fabric and sighed at the softness before putting it away. He had brought her sweaters as well, but it was the knee-high tan leather boots that had her exclaiming in delight. It was as soft as butter and had a sheen to it that was very eye-catching.

"You like it."

"I love it." She ran her hands over it reverently.

"There is more." He handed her the other bags.

"It's not even Christmas yet."

"It will be in a few days."

She dug in and came up with two oblong shaped boxes. "Jaylen—-"

"Just be quiet and open them."

Giving him a simmering glance, she did and gasped. One was a slender emerald and diamond necklace and bracelet set. The other was a ruby and sapphire bracelet that shimmered with fire. "You went all out."

"I did." He tilted her chin up. "I adore you."

"Now I am going to start blubbering again and you know how I hate that."

"Spoiling your tough image," he teased.

"Precisely." Putting away the things, she shoved them out of the way to get to him. To just simply wrap herself around him. "I love you," she whispered into his chest.

"I will never get tired of hearing it," he told her.

"So, we are well and truly hitched, huh?"