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In the car, my hand goes to my neck once more and I take a look using my phone front camera, I wondered if this was going to become a thing, him buying me jewelry and placing it on me whenever we have to make an appearance. He does seem to have a good taste. Expensive too.

“Anything I need to know about the party?”

“It’s a fundraiser for charity where New York elite prefer to wine and dine before issuing the cheeks, palms are greased, deals are made, you know how it goes”

“Charity? I didn’t know you did that”

He chuckles. “There’s lots of things you don’t know about me kitten”

Well that bit is true, and the thought did come to me earlier today, I’m debating asking him questions but the vehicle pulls to a stop.

A valet opens the door and Ian steps out first leaning down to offer me his hand, this is it, our first appearance as a couple. I clasp his fingers, placing my foot on the pavement.

“Smile, kitten” he says and the cameras begin to flash.

Right, I’d forgotten the media cov