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He stared at her.

“Who hurt you?” he asked, joking. “Then again, getting you to the altar is definitely more difficult than if you were a mail order bride.”

She snorted.

“You like a challenge. Who are you kidding?” she asked.

Ehhh, she wasn’t wrong.

He explained what he’d been doing while she was out—well, after he nearly had a stroke.

“So, I was making calls, and we can get a marriage license today. It took a call to Greyson, but he said he’d make it happen at the courthouse. Apparently, he knows a person who knows a person.”

That was all she had to hear.

“So are we going to really do this, Jax?” she asked. “Today?”

He pointed at the dress.

“I mean, you stole a dress and all…”

She shoved him and then jumped on him on the couch to kiss him.

It was steamy, hot, and filled with love.

When she broke the kiss, she stared into his eyes.

“You aren’t so innocent either, Ajax Hawk,” she said, accusingly.

“What? Me? What did I do?” he asked, genuinely confused.

“You stole my heart months ago.”

And there it was.

Faith and love.

Sign.

Him.

Up.

There was no doubt in his mind. He had to marry the girl, and make her his wife.

Jax was honest.

“I think we should do it. Then, when we get back to Boston, we will be husband and wife. Look at me, marrying a Croft.”

She snorted.

“Weirdo.”

He wiggled his eyebrows.

“So the courthouse doesn’t open for an hour, and I can’t steal my suit, so how about we waste some time.”

She picked up the bag of bagels.

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