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Haisley
One month later - October
“Jesus, I thought that promotional tour would never end,” I say falling onto Saint’s bed.
“Well, it felt a little long for me as well,” he replies lying next to me. “Unfortunately, that’s what happens when you win a race with no practice—it’s unheard of.”
I lace my fingers with his. After Portland and the win, Saint and I flew home on a separate plane and ended up discussing the tension and shit between us. He was pissed off about the comment I made about us not being a thing weeks ago after the Bud situation. I was in a mood with the concussion and the overprotectiveness he was exhibiting.
The stress of the situation with the concussion and the fallout of Bud’s attempted sabotage had contributed to my symptoms. In the end, I apologized for being such a bitch to him and Elle, and Saint showed me his own apology on the flight home.
“Well, I am happy that you are home. I might have a surprise for you as well,” he whispers against my stomach.
“Oh, do you?” I tease him back.
“I do. While you were away, Mac and Neil heard Drake admit to someone on a phone call that he was pissed off about the loss in Portland and claimed that Chad pulled off the throttle to let you win because he felt bad for you.”
“What an asshole! I won that race fair and square,” I retaliate.
“I know, sweetheart, I was there. Anyway, I confronted him because he also made a comment about the Bud situation...” he trails off.
“He did?”
Saint nods his head. “Well, he slipped up about being involved in the planning of the incident. I had him fired and escorted out of the building. It’ll probably hit the news outlets any time now.”
“Shit, another fucking scandal to deal with?” I groan as I sit up and rub my hands over my face.
Saint’s hand rubs my back. “No, sweetheart. No scandal. Closure. I’m not sure what that man was figuring he could get from you or have yourepay him, but it’ll never happen. You’re safe now and are going to be able to race next year without any of this bullshit.”
“How did you even get him to slip up?” I question as I turn to look at him.
“I have my ways.” Saint winks.
“Do I want to know?”
Saint shakes his head. “Better if you don’t. I’m just glad we got closure on the entire situation.”
I pull his face to mine and place a kiss on his lips. “I’m still sorry I was a bitch to you.”
“I’m sorry I was being overprotective, but I will promise you that I’m always going to be protective and maybe overprotective at times. It’s just that I love you, and it’s my job to make sure you’re safe.”
“I love you, too. But let me warn you now, overprotective won’t work all the time,” I remark.
“Well, we have all next season to bicker. I’ve been hired as the crew chief full time,” he tells me as I break out in a smile.
“Yes!” I exclaim. “We are a deadly duo.”
“Are we now?” he questions, and I nod my head. Saint sits up and walks to his closet and returns kneeling before me.
“What are you doing?”
He opens a jewelry box and holds it up revealing a modest diamond ring. Tears start to form in my eyes as he grabs my hand. “What do you say, we make it official on and off the track? I know we’ve only been together for a short time in most people’s minds, but you’re the first woman who challenges me the way you do, the first woman to truly make me laugh and love. When you’re not with me, I am missing my other half, my better half.” He pauses. “Haisley, I know our first meeting was sort of a misunderstanding, but I can never forget the way you marched up to me and told me off without a care in the world. I want you to challenge me every day. Will you marry me?”
I nod as the tears roll down my cheeks. Saint places the ring on my finger, and I pull him to me for a kiss.
“Oh my god, it’s beautiful,” I say as I break the contact and look at the ring. “So...I might have a surprise for you as well…” I draw out looking at him.
“What’s that?”
