For the first time within that interaction, the lady smiled. Suddenly, the stranger looked familiar. “I’m sorry,” Ryver said, “Have we met before?”
“Your father is in the military. There is always a possibility.” The older lady left without another word. Cannon and Ryver looked at each other. She couldn’t read his expression. Then it dawned on her.
“Oh, s**t. That was the general?” she whisper-yelled. She wanted to give the woman a piece of her mind, but she was gone. Cannon grabbed her arm and pulled her into a kiss that curled her toes. She wondered if he was trying to distract her from something.
Cannon bought Ryver a proper ring two weeks later. It was large and shined in the bedroom’s light. She cried when he put it on her finger, officially getting down on one knee.
“I’m assuming
