Page 116 of Music City Diaries

To: [email protected]

Subject: ready to ride

Dear Lennox,

Once again, you saved me.

Or your father did this time.

Bubba told me how he called your dad when I was taken, telling him who I was. Or a version of that. He kept my name out of the report, helping me to stay hidden. I know that couldn’t have been easy for him to do, so tell your dad thanks the next time he calls you.

Damon was taken into custody and charged with killing the creepy guy. I still can’t believe he’d tried to kidnap me. Maddox told me his face was barely recognizable when Bubba was done with him. I wanted to feel bad for Damon, but since he stabbed and almost killed me, I’m not feeling all that charitable.

The best thing about my attempted abduction was Bubba and Maddox becoming buds. They worked together to rescue me, bonding them together for life, apparently. Who knew that was all I needed to do?

Though, I do not recommend trying that. Results may vary.

As scary as the whole thing was, I feel stronger. I fought against them, buying myself time until others could get there.

It showed me I don’t have to hide anymore.

I’m done running.

The guys have shown me that I’m their queen, and there’s nothing I can’t do with them by my side.

So with that, it’s time to return home, face my father, and take down the Agonizer. My dad groomed me to take over the Mavericks one day, and I’m finally ready to claim my legacy.

Instead of a Pres, they’re going to get a Queen.

I hope they’re prepared, because this chick is ready to ride.

Love,

Your Darcie

Epilogue

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My eyes stayed gluedto Darcie as she talked with Grayson and Maddox. It had become a necessity after she’d been hurt. I needed to ensure she was safe at all times. I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact I’d almost lost her… twice.

When Bubba had called, Maddox took off without a second thought, ready to dive into danger for her. Grayson was only a few steps behind him when he noticed me.

I was frozen to the spot, my face white as a ghost.I couldn’t lose her.But my fear made me incapable of stopping it.

By the time Grayson had calmed me down, we arrived on the scene to watch her being taken away in an ambulance. Waylon was dealing with the cops and sent us to the hospital. I went willingly, needing to prove my worth in the relationship and verify she was okay.

Since that day three weeks ago, I hadn’t been able to let her out of my sight, or I’d break out into a cold sweat if I didn’t know she was with the others. I needed to get my shit together, and fast. I would be useless to her otherwise.

“Nope. Put it back,” Darcie teased, slapping Grayson’s hand as he tried to shove something into another bag.

They were going over the last of the supplies we needed. Waylon had also wanted to take the truck, but no one was willing to give up their bike to do it. So, in the end, we had to take only what we could carry.

Of course, for Grayson, that was turning out to be a challenging task.

“But I need it,” he whined, giving her his puppy dog look.

“No one needs four different types of shampoo and hair gel,” Darcie said, smiling at him. Grayson huffed, preparing to argue his point.

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