Camila Davis had heard a rumor before—a strange one, really. Supposedly, every time Dennis Williams finished a debrief with the Special Forces team, he’d have trouble sleeping.
She fished a small bottle from her pocket and handed it to him. “These are special herbal sleep aids. They’re supposed to help you rest better. And if you get a headache, just hold it close and take a whiff—it might help.”
She hesitated, cheeks a little pink. “Honestly, it’s nothing compared to that Swiss watch you gave me. I hope you don’t mind.”
Dennis’s eyes darkened, unreadable.
He didn’t care about the price, not in the slightest. What mattered more was...
“This bracelet—did you make it yourself?” His question caught her off guard, his focus somewhere entirely different.
“Not all of it,” she admitted. “The charm and the clasp—I had a jeweler handle those. The rest, I strung together myself.” She bit her lip, glancing at him nervously. “Is it too clumsy? I asked for advice from a friend, but it’s my first time making anything like this. It’s probably not as nice as something from a store.”
For a moment, Dennis just looked at her, his gaze deep and intense.
Camila’s anxiety spiked. What did that look mean? Did he not like it?
Then she thought about it—of course. A man like him, always dressed to the nines, wearing custom-tailored suits, diamond cufflinks, and a watch worth more than her apartment. He probably didn’t own a single thing that wasn’t high-end.
She was just about to suggest swapping it for something else when she saw him slip the bracelet onto his wrist without a word.
His hands were already graceful, and the bracelet suited him unexpectedly well, almost like a rosary. It gave him an air of serene self-control, a little bit monastic, almost saintly.
Camila found herself staring, her heart skipping a beat for reasons she couldn’t quite name.

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