“What do you mean?”
“We’re happy. Whether they make it through rehab or not, what’s between them or not between them…it’s their business.”
“Of course.” He acted surprised that she’d even mention it, but he didn’t know what she knew. She hoped he’d never have to find out. Just because Presley had a baby didn’t necessarily mean it was Aaron’s.
“I’ve been wondering…”
He kissed the top of her head. “Here we go.”
She wrinkled her nose, showing her indecision. “Should I change my name back to Jewel?”
“Do you want to be called by that name?”
“I don’t know. I think I’ve been Cheyenne for too long to make the switch and my family accepts that.”
“What about your last name?”
“I definitely don’t want to go by Christensen anymore.” She’d decided that already. “I’m thinking I’ll go with Cheyenne Montrose.”
He offered her a sexy grin. “I personally like the sound of Cheyenne Amos.”
She blinked at the snowflakes hitting her face. “But that would require you to make a lifelong commitment,” she said with a grin.
The commitment didn’t seem to bother him. “What if I was willing?”
She sobered. “Are you really ready for that?”
He shifted so he could dig a velvet box out of his pocket, which he handed to her. “I thought I’d do this tonight after dinner, in front of the fire, but…somehow this feels right, here in the snow.”
It wasn’t until that moment that she realized his question hadn’t been hypothetical. She turned to gape at him. “You’re serious? You’re proposing?”
“I’ve never been more serious.” He motioned to the box. “Open it.”
Inside, she found a large round diamond set in white gold with smaller diamonds all around the band. “It’s gorgeous!” she murmured. “It must’ve cost you a fortune.”
He lifted her chin with one finger and gave her a lingering kiss. “You’re worth it. I love you, Chey. You’ve wanted to move out of the river bottoms for a long time. Let’s do it together.”
She smiled as the whole world seemed to turn white around her. “But…what about your brothers?”
“They can have the house. They’re old enough to live without me.”
A noise caught Cheyenne’s attention. Leaning to the left to see around Dylan, she spotted Eve coming out of the inn. “There you are! Why’d you disappear?”
Cheyenne held up her diamond ring.
“Oh, my God!” Eve grabbed the railing. “He just proposed? You’re getting married? When?”
Laughing, Cheyenne threw her arms around Dylan’s neck. “As soon as possible,” she said.