RYDER (Slater Brothers 4)(55)

Ryder laughed. “Will. You. Marry. Me?”

I opened my mouth to speak, but Ryder cut me off and said, “You aren’t mishearing me. I’m really asking you to marry me. I’d get down on my knee and do it the traditional way, but those two our there will probably have a heart attack if I do that.”

“Ryder,” I whispered. “What the f*ck?”

He laughed, again. “Is that a no?”

“No it’s not a no,” I instantly replied. “If you’re serious it’s a hell f*cking yes.”

A smile similar to the one he gave me the first time I told him I loved him stretched across his face.

“I’m serious as a heart attack, I want you to be my wife.”

“Oh, my God.”

“So you’ll marry me?” he asked, his voice low.

“Yes,” I gushed, lowering my voice too. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”

We kissed then and broke apart when I began to jump up and down.

“I’m going to buy a ring tomorrow. I didn’t plan on doing this, it just happened. I was thinking about how much I love you, and I imagined you not being in my life and I couldn’t.”

“Sweetheart,” I breathed. “I love you so much.”

“I love you, too.”

I quickly snuck a glance at Bronagh and Dominic and saw they were too wrapped up in one another to spare us a moment.

“We’ll tell them when we have a ring, Bronagh won’t believe me otherwise.”

Ryder nodded. “It’s going to work out, darling.”

I smiled. “We’ll get there.”

“Yeah, sweetness, we will.” Ryder smiled as I wrapped my arms around him. “We’re a family, we can make it through anything.”

We’re a family, we can make it through anything.

If I had known then that over the next few years our families were going to be tested to the limit to see what we could survive, I’d have hugged Ryder a little longer and loved him a lot harder. As a matter of fact, I probably would have never let him go.





Present day…



“And he just walked out of the house? Just like that?”

I nodded even though my sister couldn’t see me.

“Yep,” I sighed, and adjusted my phone against my ear. “He told me that we weren’t broken up, and that we’d never be done.”

“Damn,” Bronagh murmured. “Ryder’s more possessive that I thought he was.”

You have no idea, little sister.

I grunted. “Lucky me.”

“Maybe this could be good,” my sister said, her voice raising an octave with her excitement. “He said he’d answer all of your questions in two days, right? Once he does that you can both work through everythin’.”

I felt my shoulders slump.

“It’s not that easy, Bee, he has ripped out me heart over and over. I’m a ghost of the person I used to be, and it’s because of my and Ryder’s relationship over the last year and a half. I don’t think I have the strength to try and piece back together what’s been broken. I’m tired.”

My sister was silent for a moment, and then she said, “If you think leavin’ ‘im is best for you, then I’m fully behind you. No questions asked.”

I licked my lower lip when it wobbled.

“Thanks, Bee.”

“No thanks necessary. You’re me sister and I always have your back.”

And I thanked God for that every single day.

“I’m so antsy sittin’ here,” I admitted. “I wish he would just come home so I can get this over and done with. It’s drivin’ me up the wall, I just want to get it out of the way so I can start the process of movin’ on.”

“It’s goin’ to be bad, Bran. You know that, right?”

I nodded again even though Bronagh still couldn’t see me.

“I know, Bee, but it’s somethin’ I have to do.”

“I understand.”

“Is Damien still at your house?” I asked.

It was after seven in the evening and was pitch black outside.

“He and Dominic left the house about twenty minutes ago,” my sister said. “Kane rang them and told them that he and Alec had spoken to you so they went out to help find Ryder.”

For some reason, I was worried about him when I should have remained angry with him for storming out on such an important conversation.

I swallowed. “I hope he is okay.”

“He’ll be fine,” Bronagh assured me. “Oh, Dominic told me he agrees with me idea of all of us sittin’ down and gettin’ this shit out into the open.”

“He did?” I asked, surprised.

“Yeah, he said all of the brothers would force Ryder to tell you what he does every night and why he has changed so much over the last sixteen months if he refuses.”

That caused me to furrow my brows.

“They know what he does every night and why he has changed?”

Bronagh said, “Yeah.”

“And they never told me?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper.

“Trust me, I can’t believe it either. Dominic never let on to me that he knew what Ryder’s problem was and why he was being so weird. I couldn’t even look at ‘im when he told me.”