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IdroveBear’s truck to Wheeler’s overly excited to finally be able to ride my motorcycleagain.

Right as I pulled into the lot, Bear walked over and opened the drive’s door forme.

“Hey, darlin’.” He grabbed my hand and walked me over to a who looked to be in his early thirties with tons of tattoos and a kindsmile.

“Weston, this is the girl I was telling you about,Scarlett.”

Weston shook my hand, saying, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Scarlett. I have heard many good things about you.” He turned to a young woman that was standing a little behind him. “This is Aspen, my wife.” She was stunning with gorgeous curves and beautiful blondhair.

She waved hello to me as we wereintroduced.

“Y’all ready to hit the open road?” Bearasked.

I squeezed his hand a little. “I am so excited.” My Royal Enfield Thunderbird was waiting for me just a few pacesaway.

Bear started to walk over to my bike, about to get on. I grabbed his hand. “Can’t you take yourown?”

His eyes got a little wide. “Ugh, I guess.” He held my helmet out for me, digging the keys out of his pocket. “It’s not often that our old ladies drive their own bikes, sweetheart. I’m sorry forassuming.”

I took a deep breath. “I just want to drive her. I know that you getting on the back is not going to happen.” I laughed a little thinking of how goofy Bear’s giant ass would look on the back of my bike behind little ol’me.

He scooped me up in his arms, kissing me quickly. “I am going to get so much shit for this but fuck it. I’ll ride bitch only thisonce.

Bear set me down on the front seat of my bike, climbing on behindme.

“I think you got that a little wrong there, Bear.” I heard Jaxon call from inside one of the garagebays.

“Suck your pie hole, dickwad. At least I have an old lady that can drive a bike.” Bear’s words made my lips erupt into asmile.

“Bear, I fucking love you!” I turned and yelled as he put his helmeton.

He wrapped his arms around my small waist before kissing the back of my neck. “If this isn’t love, I don’t know whatis.”

Epilogue

Bear

It had beena little over three years since I found Scarlett left for dead on the side of the road. It had been just about the same amount of time since I got the nerve to ask Scarlett to be my old lady, and there I was rocking our newborn son in my arms as she slept peacefully in the hospital bed right next to me. We were in the same hospital where it had all begun, starting the next chapter of ourlife.

I never imagined my life would take a turn like this that night when I started CPR on a complete stranger, but I wouldn’t have changed any of it for the entireworld.

“Ask me a question,” I heard her soft voice call over to me from thebed.

“How did I get this lucky?” I asked before kissing my son’s softhair.

“Because Gunner Beringar had to beborn.”

“How’d my sister talk an outlaw into being with her crazy ass?” I turned to see Liam’s tall frame in the doorway. He was wearing his uniform, probably having come straight from theairport.

“What the heck are you doing here?” Scarlett shrilled as she nearly leapt out ofbed.

“You shouldn’t have used Bear’s phone to call me way back when—we’ve been talking behind your back for yearsnow.”

It wasn’t the first time Liam had come home since Scarlett and I had been together, but it was the first time we had been able to pull off a surprise visit soflawlessly.

Scarlett, Liam, and I were all crying. The only one in the room that was keeping his cool was the baby.Gofigure.

“Can I hold my nephew?” Liam cradled my son in his arms as I crawled into bed with mygirl.

“I don’t know what could make this any better,” Scarlett said, speaking toosoon.

Right as I was about to answer her, Raine, Ryder, and their baby boy, Abel, tiptoed into the room. “Got room for a few morevisitors?”

Raine bounced over to us, throwing her arms around both of ournecks.

“Bear!” Scarlett cried. “Please tell me this is the end of thesurprises.”

I kissed the top of her head. “This is the last of the surprises I have up my sleeve for now, but I cannot promise that I will ever stop trying to surprise you, making you happy, or carrying you up the stairs for the rest of ourlives.”

The End.