Daphne nodded with a wry grin. "I would love that," Daphne breathed. She cocked her head with her chin still in her hand. "You'd need to wear…that magical object again." Her tone was husky as she remembered the night Sara had shagged her rotten.
She chuckled along with Sara. "In some ways you are better. You know how to treat me," Daphne said with a hint of awe and appreciation. "My parents would only mind if it ever became public. My dad would adore you though, he spoils me too." She winked at Sara.
"How did you know about this place? It is nice. Quaint but in a way that isn't shabby, you know?" she mused as she looked about the room.
Daphne was ready for her gift when Sara slid the box over. Anxiously, she took it and cracked it open. She gasped at what was inside. "They are lovely," she gasped appreciatively before a gleeful squee escaped her.
Taking out her earrings, Daphne donned the new ones. Withdrawing her hand, she tilted her head from side to side so Sara could see. "What do you think?" she asked excitedly. Daphne licked her lips lightly as she hinted that Sara would certainly be rewarded for her gift.