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“I’ll race you to the altar,” Ryder smirks.

“I’ll meet you there,” I say, before kissing him once more.

Chapter 28

Ryder

Leaving the hospital, I’m bruised and sore, but happy to be alive.

After I found out what happened at the track, I wanted to kill someone, but my brothers and friends reminded me I had too much to lose.

Learning that Scarlett never left my side was just another thing that solidified the fact that I was in love with the right woman. She was my ride or die. She stuck by me and loved me hard.

Even my brothers came to be with me. I never realized how truly loved I was until I almost lost my life.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Scarlett asks.

She’s sitting beside me on the couch, concern etched in her features.

Ever since I came home from the hospital, she hasn’t left my side. It was pretty easy to convince her to move in with me. Plus,I got her to wear a sexy nurses outfit for me while she helped me heal and trust me, she made sure all parts of me still worked.

“Just thinking about the last few days,” I explain.

Scarlett sighs and inches closer to me. I love having her by my side.

“It’s been rough, but you came out even stronger,” she encourages.

“I wouldn’t have been able to without you be my side. Before I met you, I was wild and reckless. I would have lost my temper after the accident. But with you in my life, I want to be better. Knowing the boys at All Gods Children are cheering me on makes me want to think before I act.” I pause and run a hand along my jaw. “My life has changed since you and the boys have come along.”

Scarlett smiles and leans over and kisses me. “I love you.”

Something inside of me sparks to life and I realize that I don’t want to wait any longer to make her my wife. It may sound crazy, but I don’t care.

“Let’s get married,” I say.

Scarlett sits up straight and stares at me for a moment. “Are you serious? Like right now?”

“Why not? I know this isn’t a traditional engagement, but I want to marry you. I don’t want to wait another second. Fuck being engaged. Let’s just go do it,” I almost shout the words.

“You aren’t joking,” Scarlett states.

Shaking my head, I grab her hands. “I mean it, let’s just go get married. We can find a chapel or hop a plane to Las Vegas. I don’t care where we go as along as I leave with you as my wife,” I tell her.

Tears brim her eyes as she smiles at me. Our love is just crazy enough for this to make sense. Nothing about us or our lives is traditional.

“Ok,” she cries.

“Really?” I yell.

My ribs hurt, but I fight to ignore the pain.

“Yes, really. Let’s go get married,” Scarlett agrees.

Cupping her face in my hands, I pull her to me and kiss her deep and hard.

I move to stand. I’m slow moving, but I manage to get up and pull Scarlett right along with me. Taking out my phone, I quickly dial Drake’s number.

“Hello, how are you feeling?” he asks.

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