Page 114 of Taking the Pitch
“We’re going in to look at rings.”
I lift my eyebrow. “Uh, didn’t you just break up with Jason?”
Hazel sighs and rolls her eyes. “Not for me, for you.”
I give Charlie a questioning look. She just shrugs her shoulders and continues to follow Hazel like it’s not the craziest thing to ever come out of her mouth.
“Uh, isn’t Judd supposed to pick out the ring?” I ask as Hazel pulls open the door and leads us inside.
“That doesn’t mean we can’t look. That way, Charlie and I have an idea of what to tell Judd to get when the time comes.”
“She’s right. It’s going to happen. We all know it. You might as well help us guide him in the right direction.”
Ok, so they have a point. “Fine, but we’re not breathing a word of this to Judd,” I tell them as Hazel leads us to a display case.
An older gentleman who looks to be in his sixties comes out of the back when he hears the bell.
“Good afternoon. Is there anything I can help you ladies with today?”
“We were wondering if you could show us some engagement rings? Things are getting serious between our friend and her boyfriend, and we’d like to know what to show him when the time comes,” Charlie tells him, pointing to me.
The man’s warm smile brightens. “Certainly. Is there something specific you had in mind?”
“Um, I don’t really know. I guess I never really thought about it.”
“Not to worry. I’ll pull a variety out and we can narrow it down from there. Let me just get my keys from the back and I’ll open the cases.”
While Walter, according to his name tag, disappears in the back, I turn to the girls.
“Is this weird?”
“No,” they both reply, looking down into the glass cases.
Walter returns with his keys and begins opening cases. Taking tray after tray out for me to look at. My eyes wander over the sparkly diamonds. Nothing really standing out. Don’t get me wrong, they’re all beautiful, but nothing jumps out at me that I would want to wear for the rest of my life.
“See anything that catches your eye?” Walter asks after a few minutes.
I sigh. “They’re all beautiful, but nothing really screams ‘me’.”
Walter taps his lips a few times with his pointer finger, then holds it up to me. “I’ll be right back,” he says, darting off to the back.
I give the girls a questioning look, but they just look at me and shrug their shoulders.
Seconds later, Walter comes out of the back with another tray of rings, with jewels in an array of different colors. He moves the other trays to the side and sets this one down in front of me. “Let’s see if any of these speak to you.”
I slowly look over the rings, each one more beautiful than the last. My eyes stop on one and a gasp leaves my lips. There’s a beautiful green teardrop gem with deep green veining the color of Judd’s eyes in the middle of a gold band. Little gold vines and leaves wrap around the band, reminding me of the leaves from one of the tattoos on Judd’s arm. Diamond gemstones are scattered between the vines, completing the design.
“Find one you like, miss?”
I pick up the most beautiful ring I’ve ever seen and slip it onto my ring finger. It’s a perfect fit. “This one. This is the one,” I whisper.
Hazel and Charlie both ooh and awe over it, taking pictures so they know exactly what to tell Judd whenever the time comes. When we’re done admiring the ring, I reluctantly slip it off my finger and place it back on the tray. Hoping one day it makes it back onto my finger.
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
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“Happy birthday, Shortcake,”I whisper into Amelia’s ear as I slide my cock into her pussy from behind. Her body is warm and languid from sleep, perfectly forming to mine.
