Chapter 46

Christina's POV From the delicate curve of the setting to the custom clasp detail,I'd bet my sketchbook it was designed from scratch. And unless Hudson had been carrying it around for fun, it meant he'd pulled this together in the last few hours. For me. My chest tightened as my lungs forgot how to function properly. Then he leaned in closer, and suddenly the side of my ear went warm. Something light and soft brushed against me. Like lips. But it was gone so fast I wasn't sure it had happened. My stomach fluttered with butterflies. He reached forward and gently secured the necklace around my neck, his fingers brushing against my skin with deliberate care. "That brooch didn't suit you," he said, voice deep and smooth like aged whiskey. "This fits better. You like it?" I managed to find my voice, just barely. "Yeah... I like it." I hadn't even seen what it looked like on me, but I didn't need a mirror to know it was stunning. It was the kind of piece that made people stop mid-sentence,th