Page 41 of Nitro

“Language,” Savannah chided as she slipped up beside him, grinning. She had their son, Kylan, in her arms, the toddler squirming to get down. “I don’t need my kid picking up bad words before he turns two.”

I laughed, pressing a shaky hand over my face. “Sorry. It’s just—I can’t?—”

Savannah bumped my shoulder affectionately as Kylan wriggled free, little sneakers hitting the pavement. He immediately toddled over to Torin, making a beeline for my daughter.

“Baby,” Kylan declared proudly, reaching stubby fingers toward Nella’s foot.

Torin huffed a laugh, shifting just enough so Kylan could pat her gently. “That’s right, kid. She’s family.”

The simple statement made my throat burn all over again.

The reporters shouted questions. Cameras flashed. Engines ticked as they cooled. But none of it mattered.

Not with the man at my side, our baby safe against his chest, Kane’s blessing sealing my place on the team, and our Redline Kings family forming around us.

When I came to Crossbend, I thought the checkered flag was the ultimate dream. But as Torin kissed me again, I knew whatwe had was the real finish line. And the best part was, it was only the beginning.

Nitro was correct about Edge jinxing himself because he’s the next Redline King to fall hard & fast for his woman!