to everyone present. Cheyenne

saw the restraint on Christopher’s face, and she felt a sinking

feeling in the pit of her stomach. When the applause began, she

stood to take Liam to the restroom, and Steph was instantly on

her feet.

“Need some help?” Steph asked, her eyes begged Cheyenne

to say yes.

“Sure.”

Once they were a safe distance away, Steph grabbed Chey-

enne by the wrist.

“I don’t know what to do,” she confessed. Liam reached out

for Steph, and she took him from Cheyenne.

“You know I think Christopher is great. He’s top notch,

Steph. But you’re the only one who knows what’s in your heart.”

“I don’t know a goddamn thing right now,” she snapped and

looked over Cheyenne’s shoulder blearily. Cheyenne turned

around and was face to face with Christopher.

“Is everything alright, ladies?”

“Yes, Chris. We’re just going to the ladies room. We can

manage that without an escort. Go on back to the table.” Steph’s exasperation was so over the top that Cheyenne gaped at her.

Christopher seemed less surprised.

“I think maybe it’s me you need to talk to Stephanie. Not

Cheyenne.” His voice was calm and firm. Cheyenne took Liam

back from Steph and hurried to the ladies room with him. She

was in such a rush to get back to them that Liam didn’t even get to dry his hands, and he kept wiping them on his pants. When

they returned, the volume of Steph and Christopher’s conversa-

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tion had grown exponentially.

“You don’t hang up on someone when they tell you they

love you. Unless you don’t feel the same.” He snapped and

Steph folded her arms. She looked tired.

“You promised not to rush me, Chris.”

“It’s really pretty simple, Steph. Do you or do you not love

me?”

“I love Phillip.” She blurted. Cheyenne’s gasp was echoed

by the ominous sound of thunder rumbling. Christopher’s eyes

flew wide, and he stepped toward Steph. He was breathing rapid-

ly. Steph slapped a hand over her own mouth, obviously stunned

at her admission. Cheyenne felt Liam let go of her hand.

“Pip!” Liam cried and ran at Phillip who stood only five

feet away, his unblinking eyes locked on Stephanie. Liam had

almost reached him when he tripped, but Phillip scooped him up

with one arm. Cheyenne rushed to Phillip. His eyes darted back

and forth as he turned to her in shock.

“Did she just say what I think she just said?” he whispered.

“Mmmmhmmm.” Cheyenne replied quietly, pulling Liam

close in anticipation of some unfortunate repercussions. When

she turned back to the arguing couple, she saw Christopher grab

Steph by her upper arms.

“Have you gone mad?”

“No. I’m being honest,” Steph replied with the dazed voice

of a person who’d just made a shocking discovery.

“How can you say that? After he abandoned you? He pub-

licly ridiculed you!” He shook her once-hard. The force of this

rocked Steph’s head back on her shoulders, and Liam launched

into a tantrum.

“Te te!”

“Hey!” Cheyenne shouted her eyes narrowing at Christo-

pher, but Phillip brushed past her before she had a chance to inhale for a second comment.

“Back off, mate.” Phillip said reasonably. He seemed sur-

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prisingly level, considering Cheyenne might have jumped on

Christopher if Liam hadn’t been present. Phillip was inches from the couple, and upon closer inspection, Cheyenne could see he

was ready to pounce, but fighting hard to maintain a cool facade.

Steph’s eyes stayed on Christopher’s, but she blushed profusely.

“Oh, piss off, Kersey. You’re no mate of mine.” Christo-

pher snapped dismissively, without taking his eyes or hands off

Steph. Cheyenne watched as Steph’s eyes shot to Phillip and

then back to Christopher.

“Chris…” Steph’s tone was cautious. “Calm down. Let’s

take a walk. We can talk about this privately.”

Christopher scoffed as another thunderclap sounded around

them. The rising wind whipped the palm tree canopy above them

and ruffled his fair hair. When he spoke, his voice dripped with sarcasm and hurt. “Why not just talk about it here? You know,

with Mr. Kersey. It seems this involves him, as usual.”

The louder Christopher got, the more upset Liam became.

Cheyenne clung to him and rocked him, trying to settle him

down. She knew she should take him away from the escalating

scene, but she thought maybe their presence would help defuse

the situation. She felt sprinkling drops of rain pelt down on her in random intervals. In the distance, she heard Nathan shout a

request for help moving the piano under cover. Steph seemed

sheepish and embarrassed as she yanked away from Christopher.

She acted as if she were about to speak, but clamped her mouth

shut and turned to retreat onto the trail away from the party.

“Don’t walk away from me, Steph.” He reached out for her,

but Phillip stepped in front of him. He effectively blocked Christopher’s path as Stephanie briskly vanished from sight.

“You need to calm down.” Phillip’s face looked serene.

Cheyenne knew he was anything but.

“That’s priceless advice, coming from you.” Christopher

shot back at him, poking a finger in his chest to emphasize the

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ly.

“No matter what she said, it’s over. She was clear about

that. She told me she was with you.”

Christopher seemed to read Phillip’s face for a long moment

and then turned to Cheyenne. He looked defeated, and his shoul-

ders slumped like a wounded soldier’s after a long and fruitless battle. It was hard for Cheyenne to see, and she busied herself

covering Liam with her wrap. Christopher took what seemed like

three deep cleansing breaths and stuffed his hands in his pockets.

He looked at the ground. “It’s pretty obvious that’s not the case.”

“No matter what either of you say or do to each other, it

won’t change anything. Steph’s going to do what she’s going to

do.” Cheyenne murmured. Liam was sucking his thumb and

cuddling into her. Distressed, Christopher looked off in the di-

rection to which Steph had retreated and then turned and left in the opposite direction.

Phillip heaved what looked like a sigh of relief and turned

to Cheyenne. He frowned as if seeing Liam for the first time.

“Let’s get the boy out of the rain.

Cheyenne tilted her head to the side condescendingly. “I

can take care of Liam, Phillip. Just go get her.” As the gentle rain turned to an outright downpour, he did just that.

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