Chapter 27
CHAPTER 27
C heyenne
Cheyenne didn’t know how the day could go so fast. They were already walking onto a dinner cruise. They had been able to exchange their tickets from last night to tonight.
After surfing, they sat in the hot tub for a while and then had eaten some lunch. It all felt so easy with Micah. It was like she’d known him her whole life, which was crazy. At times like these, she wished she had a mother she could call and talk to. Then she could ask how it felt to fall in love. If only she still had her father. They had been close—well, as close as she could be when she was still a child. His guidance had always been perfect.
As soon as they set foot on the ship, Cheyenne had to laugh. Half the people here were spring breakers, and the other half were retired.
Micah looked snazzy in a polo shirt and khaki shorts. She loved the way his muscles moved under his shirt. His blond curls on top were gelled, making him look put together and handsome.
They settled down at a table next to the water. A server brought them some drinks at their request, pouring orange juice for her and water for him.
When the server left them alone, Micah’s eyes swept Cheyenne up and down. “If I didn’t tell you before, you look beautiful. I love that dress on you. And … well, I just like everything about you.”
For a second, she thought he was going to say he loved her, and she didn’t know if she was ready for that.
“What is it?”
“Nothing. We’re just going to enjoy the rest of this day and then face the music tomorrow, right?”
Micah looked around at all the people. “I guess we are.”
She could sense something was wrong. “What’s going on?”
He swung his gaze back to hers and covered both of her hands in his. “Nothing’s wrong. I didn’t want to tell you this, but I had a dream last night about … you know.”
Energy pulsed through her. She leaned closer. “Saint Catherine?”
He nodded.
“What did she say?”
He frowned. “I’ve been thinking about it all day. She said, ‘Seize the day.’”
Cheyenne jolted. Wasn’t that what Samantha had told her not too long ago? “Seize the day? Like from Dead Poets Society ?” A sudden realization hit her. “We have to get off this dinner cruise. We have to get that amulet, try to find the treasure, even if it’s not the conquistador gold. It’s our last night.”
He looked surprised, and then he said, “We’d better go fast, because they’re getting ready to pull up the anchor.”
She rushed toward the gangplank. “Stop! We have to get off.”
They got there just in time, and as they hurried along the dock, Cheyenne laughed. “What are we doing?”
“I think we’re going to go get an amulet,” Micah said, speeding up. “What do you think?”
Once they reached the truck, they jumped into their seats and took off toward the church in Wilmington.
Cheyenne watched him as he focused on the road. “Even if we get the amulet, how are we going to look at Raine’s map?”
“I guess we have to ask him, or we’ll have to steal it.”
Her heart raced, and she laughed. “Well, you do keep things interesting, like a Stone always does.”
Micah reached out to hold her hand. “Maybe it’s because we can’t control our future together, but we can do this right now.”
“Right. Seize the day.” Cheyenne grinned. She really was falling in love with this man.
She had to find that gold, too, even if she didn’t know what the consequences would be.