Page 110 of Old Habits

“Ohh,” she coos. “It really suits you guys.”

“It does?”

“Yeah, I mean — and don’t take this the wrong way at all — but it’s simple. It’s elegant. It’s not flashy but it’s still a little rock and roll. Totally Will and Jovie.”

I tilt my hand back to take a look for myself. I never gave much thought to diamond jewelry before. It all pretty much looked the same to me. Now that I have to wear it around and show it off, it’s becoming a part of our whole relationship. Real or otherwise.

“Yeah, I guess it is,” I say to myself.

“Nothing like mine,” she says, flashing at her own giant, glimmering rock. “I’m pretty sure I’d drown if I ever jumped into the deep end of a pool but it’s so me and Dickie.”

“Gaudy and unapologetic?” I quip.

She grins. “Damn right.” Her eyes fall to the crate again. “Okay, we got red, we got white, and we got blue. Let’s go. Grab it and follow me.”

I pick it up as she swipes a few sheets of white poster board from the cabinet by the door.

“So, this is shopping for supplies?” I ask, raising a brow.

Natalie brings a perfectly painted fingernail to her lips and fires me a subtle wink. “Shh,” she says.