Scarlett smiled. "Have I really been cold to you?"

She picked up the bag and turned it over in her hands. Her smile stayed easy, unbothered. "Thank you for the gift. It's beautiful, and I do love it. But let's be honest, Damien — this is the kind of thing you buy when you're trying to keep some other woman happy, and you remembered I existed on your way to the register. If you actually want me to squeal and jump up and down, I can perform that for you. Just say the ...