Daphne wasn't even paying attention to the man behind the cart. Most of the people in the market viewed tourists as thieves. Daphne noticed that the first day they arrived, they all watched her and Nikolas closely... like they were going to do something illegal.
Tilting her head forward, she felt his fingers brush over her neck. When it came to being physical, Daphne seemed to be moving slowly. It was nothing against Nikolas, she was just.... new to all of this. All her other "relationships" were non-existent. Whatever she had with Blaise Daphne categorized that as being her best friend. With Dean? Well, that was just... she didn't know. It wasn't a relationship because it was never made public. It was... just something, perhaps she could just call it hormones. He played prince in shining armor once and thus she sort of idealized him. It made sense initially, but after reality set in, Daphne knew she couldn't pursue a relationship with Dean.
To be honest, at this point in her marriage, she wasn't sure how to make a "move". She wasn't even sure how Nikolas would react to her actually trying to get close to him. She didn't want to ruin whatever they had by making a move that might not be welcomed. Besides, it's not like Nikolas was... well, giving her any clues. Was he? She couldn't tell half the time.
When Nikolas clasped the necklace, fingers unlaced from her hair, and she turned to face him. "As long as it doesn't look like something my mother would wear." Fingers ran over the stones briefly, before she picked up the mirror that the man behind the cart offered. "Mother has an affinity for wearing things that look expensive. When it comes to jewelry, that means bold, sparkly and occasionally gaudy." An amused smirk curled on her lips as she looked in the mirror, "What do you think?"