"Told you so," murmured Beau, a.k.a. David Bowe. He took off the emerald and diamond necklace and clasped it round my neck. "There you are: my wedding present. We can use it to finance the orphanage, if that's what you want." He leant over and kissed me, a proper, human, deeply satisfying kiss. "And now, if you don't mind moving over a bit, my darling?"