Page 75 of Billionaire Unforgettable: Tanner

Since the collection had first come out, she’d covertly eyed the lily cluster necklace and earrings from Harry Winston like it was the most beautiful jewelry she’d ever seen.

I’d known that she’d never expected to own it herself, but she’d admired it from afar.

I’d seen her face every time she saw it in a magazine or an advertisement in New York.

She’d had the same look on her face that almost any guy had when he saw an expensive Ferrari or a Bugatti he knew he’d never own.

She’d viewed it with reverent appreciation but with realistic perception.

I’d made a vow to myself to get her a piece or two of that collection one day.

Today, I was finally making good on that promise I’d made to myself so long ago.

“Oh, dear God,” she said in an awed voice. “I probably should have known you’d go big.”

“No reason not to,” I answered. “And I know those are the pieces that always caught your eye.”

I hadn’t bought a simple pendant and earrings.

The necklace was a series of interconnected, diamond lilies that went completely around the platinum setting.

The earrings were matching diamond lilies and platinum.

The necklace was finely crafted and delicate, and it wasn’t a gaudy piece, which was probably what Hannah had loved about it.

“Tanner,” she said as she gingerly traced one of the flowers. “This was the most expensive piece.”

“It was also the one you loved,” I reminded her.

I took the necklace out of the box and started securing it around her neck.

“You noticed,” she said like she was surprised that I’d paid attention.

“I wasn’t always a dick,” I said jokingly.

“You weren’t, but you were working so hard,” she answered.

“I loved you, Hannah. I hope you never doubted that. Of course I noticed.”

Once the necklace was secure, I handed her the earrings because there was no way I was going to try to stick an earring into her pierced ear.

She removed the earrings she was wearing and deftly put on the earrings without ever looking in the mirror.

It was probably a mystery to most men how women could put on a pair of pierced earrings so quickly without a single hesitation or misstep.

“Let me go look in the mirror,” she said brightly. “I need to fix my lipstick and we can go.”

She swiped a finger over my upper lip as she added, “You have lipstick on your mouth.”

She’d probably performed this task a thousand times in the past, and I instinctively gave her the same answer I’d given her a thousand times before. “It’s your fault.”

She sighed with an unrepentant look on her face. “I have to agree with you this time. I did attack you.”

“I wasn’t exactly complaining,” I said with a smirk.

“Thank you for the gift, Tanner,” she said softly as she pulled her hand back. “It means more to me than you’ll ever know. Not because of the monetary value, but because it was so thoughtful. I’ll always cherish it because of that.”

She lightly kissed my cheek so she didn’t transfer any more of her makeup onto my face before she stood and sauntered into the bedroom.

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