"Ye're spoilin' me, Lorn," she said in a breathy manner, her cheeks a lovely shade of pink. She had never felt so shy around him before. While they waited, she picked out the jewelry she would wear for their wedding, choosing modest things like a single strand of pearls that was just bigger than a choker and a pair of earbobs to match. He would probably see that she gazed at plenty of jewelry but was quite the frugal one and not at all one to pick the best things. There was a particular choker she inhaled sharply at, a lovely, ruby choker.