Chapter 77 She Sold The Necklace

As I looked through other colors of yarn, Seraphine leaned in toward my ear and whispered, “Elliott is kind of cute, isn‘t he?”

I wanted to make sure I had enough yellow yarn to finish the baby blanket I’d started crocheting without having to come back to the store, so I grabbed several skeins and put the guards who Soren had insisted come with me to use.

Their names were Elliott and Duke-I’d asked. They‘d looked surprised that I‘d wanted to know, but I wasn‘t about to walk around town with two men and not even know their names.

Raising an eyebrow, I looked back over my shoulder. He was tall with dark, curly hair that sort of did its own thing. Duke was shorter with blond hair. Both of them were muscular, as one would expect bodyguards to be.

I was honest. “I hadn‘t noticed. Frankly, I‘m surprised you did.” Seraphine was much older than me, definitely not the type of woman one would expect to be giggling over young cute boys.

“I‘m not looking for me,” she gently tapped the tip of my nose. “It‘s just… you need to start thinking about your future. You‘re a beautiful single woman. Just because you‘re about to have a baby, that doesn‘t mean that your life is over. You and Mr. Soren insist that you‘re just friends, so you may as well look for another man that you‘re interested in romantically.”

I didn‘t know what Seraphine was getting at exactly, but I wasn‘t interested in dating any of the guards, or anyone. “Thank you, Seraphine,” I smiled, “But I think I‘ll wait until after the baby is born to think about potentially dating.”

Seraphine didn‘t say anything else, and I grabbed several more skeins of yarn, this time in a dark blue color, before leading the way up to the counter to pay for everything.

Once I‘d made my purchase here, I headed over to the dress shop.

But I stopped short of going in.

Another store caught my eye.

A pawnshop.

I remembered Soren mentioning it that morning over breakfast, but it wasn‘t until right that moment that I realized that I needed to enter the store. “Seraphine,” I said, tugging on her arm. “I need to go in here.”

“Into the pawnshop?” she questioned. “Why?”

I didn‘t answer her. Instead, I walked inside and headed up to the counter, my fingers going to the back of my neck with determination, I needed to do this.

I unhooked my necklace and set it down on the counter. “How much would you give me for this?” I asked the man.

1 glanced up at him. He was older, with scrutinizing green eyes and white hair. “Is it real?” he asked me.

“It is,” I said, figuring he had ways of telling whether or not the jewels were real.

He made a noise in the back of his throat that made me think he didn‘t believe me.

Seraphine looked at the man‘s shifty eyes, she cleared her throat, seemingly talking only to me, but I was sure the man could hear it. “Miss, don‘t worry, they will give us a fair price. You know, good thing that we had our guards with us today.copy right hot novel pub