"Then tell me, what would you consider familiar?" Joe Heath bent over, looking at Jasmine Yale.
His pose, much like that of someone looking at a little girl, carried a tone of coaxing.
Under the evening cloak, his smile mirrored that of a graceful gentleman.
Jasmine couldn't find an answer.
"I have something for you." Looking at her, Joe reached into his trouser pocket.
Before he could take it out, Jasmine began shaking her head.
"You don't need to get me anything. I didn't even buy you a gift for your birthday." Jasmine admitted, a little bit embarrassed.
"The gift I give, can only be discarded, not refused, understand?"
Joe looked at her, his tone domineering, leaving no room for denial.
He now held a small, delicate box in his hand.
Under the lights, he opened the box.
Inside was a diamond necklace.
The necklace was dazzling and breathtaking.
Joe picked the necklace out, presenting it before her eyes.
