Emily

prompt: Where did you find that?

"Where did you find that?" she squealed in delight.  "I've been searching everywhere," she said breathlessly as she came running over to him.
 She flung her arms around Peter and squeezed, unable to contain her joy.
A smile split his face as he watched his brother's expression sour. He held on a moment longer than necessary, breathing deeply. Her hair smelled like strawberries.
She let go and resumed her bubbly chatter. Then suddenly she grabbed him by the hand.
"You are going to make sure I don't lose this again. I'm putting it under lock and key."

She looked down at the emerald ring that had been her grandmother's; feeling the cool band on her palm. She had no idea when the chain that held the precious heirloom close to her heart had broken, but she had spent the last few hours combing the grounds in what she thought would be a fruitless search.
The area surrounding the cottage was covered in leaves and pine needles making it a task akin to looking for a needle in a haystack. She wouldn't risk losing it again.
Pulling on Peter's hand once again she began to make her way to the cottage.

Peter held the look of smug satisfaction on his face as he kept hold of her hand and left his brother by the shore.  Peter had known where it was all along because his gaze never wandered far from Emily.
Emily, sweet Emily, whose attention and affections had been centered almost exclusively on his brother. That is, until now.
One of the Everly brothers was going to marry Emily and he'd be damned if it wasn't him.