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“They’re in the kitchen. Sadie’s there as well.”
“Ah, Sadie.” She looked at me hopefully. “Anything new with her and Wyatt?”
“Mom, you know he’s clueless, and she’s kind of clueless too.” I shrugged. “I don’t know if that’s ever going to happen.”
“We shall see,” she said. “Two boys down, five more to go.”
“I guess so. But you better go in there. They’re about to kill me and Olivia, seeing as we ruined the surprise party.”
“The surprise party?” She gave me a look. “I see.”
“But Olivia made sure it didn’t happen.”
“Thank you, Olivia.” My mom squeezed her hand. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. Come on. Let’s go inside to the kitchen. We have cake and drinks and all sorts of goodies,” Olivia said.
“Hold on, Olivia. Mom and Dad, you guys go through. We’ll join you in a minute, okay?”
“Okay,” Mom said, and they walked into the kitchen.
“Aren’t we going to go?” Olivia looked at me through narrowed eyes. “Do not tell me you want to make love right now because I’m not going to have a quickie with you while your parents are in the kitchen celebrating.”
“I wouldn’t say no if you wanted to, but no, that’s not why I wanted you to wait. I have something for you.”
“Okay. What?”
“Come with me.” I grabbed her hand and walked her toward my bedroom. “It’s not a quickie,” I said, pulling her into my arms and kissing her. We walked into my bedroom, and I handed her a flat package that I’d wrapped carefully.
“What’s this?” She said, shaking it.
“I don’t think you’ll be able to tell by shaking it.”
“Okay. Should I open it now?”
“Yeah, I wanted you to open it now.”
She took the ribbon off carefully and placed it on the side of my mattress and then unwrapped the gift. She stared at the newspaper in her hands with a frown.
“Um, what’s this?”
“Check it out,” I said. “What’s the date?”
“It’s today.”
“Open up the paper and look at it.”
“What part?” She looked confused, and I just smiled.
“The front page.”
“Okay.” Her eyes scanned the front page and she stilled. She looked at me a couple of times, and then she looked back at the newspaper and started laughing. “Is this for real?”
“Yeah, it is. What do you think?”
“I love it.” She held up the newspaper and read aloud. “Montana’s most eligible cowboy is no longer available.”
Under the words was the photo of the two of us that I’d taken that night we’d confessed our love.
