“I’m just wondering if we’re going to have one.”

“Of course we are. We’re engaged, aren’t we?”

“Yes, we’re engaged, but when are we getting married?”

“Whenever you want to. I’m ready when you are.”

She stared at him, wondering if men truly were from Mars. “We have to plan a wedding.”

“Or we can just get married. I don’t need the big production if you don’t.”

“It doesn’t have to be a big production, but I’m thinking something slightly better than town hall.”

“Whatever you want, whenever you want. Let me know, and I’ll be there.”

“That’s not how this works, Colton. We have to plan our wedding together.”

“We do? Really?”

She tugged on a lock of his hair. “Really.”

Without seeming to exert an ounce of effort, he lifted her out of the chair and brought her back down on his lap. Lucy let out an inelegant squeak at being hauled around like a sack of potatoes. “Quit doing that!”

“What?”

“Picking me up and moving me around like I’m a sofa pillow or something.”

He snorted with laughter. “You’re much more important to me than a sofa pillow, as you well know. How about you tell me about this wedding you envision and how we might make it happen?”

“If I could have anything I wanted…”

“You can have anything you want.”

“What about a tent in your parents’ yard in the spring after your season is over? Nothing too crazy. Just our families and closest friends?”

“That sounds good to me. You’re sure you want to do it here and not in the city?”

“I’m sure. At some point over the last year, Butler has become home to me.”

“You have become home to me. I’m at home wherever you are, and I absolutely hate the idea that you’ve been stressing out about whether or not we were actually going to get married.”

“I haven’t been doing that. Not really…”

He raised a brow. “No?”

“Well, kinda. We never talk about it, so I didn’t know—”

He kissed her. “What didn’t you know?”

“If you still wanted to.”

“Lucy,” he said on a long sigh. “How could you wonder that for even one second when you have to know that my whole world revolves around you?”

“I let my old insecurities take over, I guess.”

“Don’t do that. You don’t have one single reason to be insecure in this relationship.” Suddenly, he was standing up and heading for the door with her in his arms.

“Colton! What’re you doing?”

“You’ll see.”

“You aren’t going to dump me in a snowdrift, are you?”

“Would I do that to you?”

“Ummm…”