Chapter Sixteen
Jen
Being on the mountain tended to make Dylan stir-crazy for some reason, maybe a remnant of that teenage boy who couldn’t wait to see the wider world. Whenever he came to visit me, he was only okay being a homebody if a lot of s*x was involved—not that I minded his appetite for me, but I was a girl perfectly happy to watch movies and read books next to each other, too. It was weird that he had an easier time doing those things at home in L.A.
So, I figured his wanting to go out was just that—out.
outIt surprised me he drove to a jeweler.
As a resort town, Big Bear had all kinds of tourist shops, but there was a custom jewelry guy, too, and this is where we stopped now.
“I already have an engagement ring,” I teased.
Dylan grinned. “But neither of us has wedding band
