Jon took it out of his bag and handed it to her. Her jaw almost hit the floor.
“Fucking hell Cheyenne, are you sure you’ll be able to wear this? What if you lose it?”
“What a good friend you are! I’m already nervous to put it on and you’re comments doesn’t help either.”
Richie gave a wolf whistle.
“Honey you have Jon by the balls let me tell ya. I don’t think Dot had a huge rock like this.. you’re doing something right.”
“Richie you’re an asshole. It’s a nice ring, it looks good on Cheyenne and that’s the end of it.”
“Nice? It’s fuckin fantastic, Jon!” Stacey exclaimed, her eyes devouring the beautiful ring.
“Put on the ring and show us how it looks.” Richie smiled at Cheyenne.
“Rich, I don’t think I should..”
“Aaaw come on, don’t be a spoil sport…”
Jon took the ring from Stacey and held out his hand towards Cheyenne.
‘Please, baby?”
One look into his baby blues..and she held out her hand.
He slipped the ring onto her finger. Cheyenne could only stare at its beauty, the weight of the ring quite unfamiliar to her finger.
Jon lifted her hand towards his lips, and kissed the ring softly.
“That’s where it belongs, right there.”
Cheyenne was mesmerized. Love shone from his eyes and she felt her heart flip.
‘Oh girl it is gorgeous! Jon I have to say you have great taste..for a man.”
Richie took her hand “Geesh Chey, you’re gonna blind the people with this ring. It suits you…”
Cheyenne moved to take the ring off, Jon hand closed over hers.
“Don’t take it off, please baby. I want it to stay right there.”
He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer.
“Please?”
She nodded. The kiss was meant to be gentle, but the fire ignited and it changed into a fierce hunger. Richie’s good hearted cough, brought them back to earth.
Jon looked up, but didn’t let Cheyenne go.
“If you don’t get a woman soon, I’ll get one for you…”
“Is that a promise, bro?”
The two men smiled at each other. Jon winked at Stacey, causing her to blush like a schoolgirl and Richie roaring with laughter.
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