"Oh really." Neal had given her her gift last night, a million-dollar necklace from Neil Lane made entirely of black diamonds. He hadn't wanted to wait, and the look on her face had been worth it. "Kind of him." He smiled, nuzzling her for a second before sitting down. "Do you want me to open it now or wait til after food?"
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