"Nothing, really, I promise," he said, thinking about the trinket he had planned to get her. It was a piece of jewelry, something she could wear and it would not be too flashy or ostentatious, he hoped. Something with diamonds, and in the shape of flowers or leaves. And it definitely had to be yellow.
He gave her a small huge, "I might have one or two things I am keeping from you," he confessed, "But they are innocent things, a bit too personal to confess," he added, "You don't want to know all of my manly ways, do you?"