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Rayne turned to Mary. “Mary has to get married with us too.”

Mary stared at her best friend.

“You said that you’d renew your vows with Truck, and we’d have a double wedding ceremony. Are you opposed to a quadruple ceremony?”

Mary swallowed hard and looked from Rayne to Wendy to Casey, then to the others. Everyone was smiling encouragingly and nodding.

“You really want me with you after what I did?”

Rayne got up and went over to Mary. She sat on the floor and took her in her arms. “Hell yeah. We’re best friends, Mare. You pissed me off, and I know I’ll piss you off in the future too. It’s what friends do. But I absolutely want you to stand up with me when I marry Ghost. You were there from the very beginning. Remember, I texted you all the details when I decided to have that one-night stand with him in London. Please say yes.”

Mary turned to Wendy and Casey. “Are you guys sure? Blade and Beatle might not be thrilled at having to share your day.”

“I probably shouldn’t admit this,” Harley interjected, “but Coach let it spill that the guys all decided they wanted to have a huge quadruple wedding the day that asshole shot up the Organizational Day on post.”

“They did?” Rayne asked, surprised.

“Yup.”

“Seriously?” Mary questioned.

“Yeah. Don’t ask me how I know, because I might’ve used sexual torture to get it out of Coach.”

The women all chuckled. “So? Mary, what do you think?”

Mary slowly nodded. “If Truck is game, so am I.”

“Holy shit,” Rayne said softly. “We’re getting married together, Mare.”

Mary knew things weren’t quite that simple, but she nodded anyway. She probably wouldn’t have agreed so easily if she hadn’t had four glasses of wine, but she knew deep down there was nothing more that she wanted than to marry Truck for the right reasons. She might not be ready to admit to his face that she loved him, might not ever be ready, but she was more than ready to spend the rest of her life with him. She couldn’t imagine not having him by her side.

Any thoughts she might have had of divorcing him had long since disappeared. If she was honest with herself, from the second he’d stood across from her at the courthouse and said “I do,” she’d been lost. She’d felt like crap and knew she might not live to see the marriage become a real one, but even though she’d bitched and moaned, she’d been thrilled that Truck had insisted on marrying her.

“The second they get back, I’ll let Beatle know what’s going on,” Casey said with glee. “He’s gonna be ecstatic. He’s been bugging me for weeks to set a date.”

“I think Blade’s been talking to Beatle, because he’s been a pain in the butt about setting a date too,” Wendy agreed.

“Can I ask a favor?” Emily piped up.

“What?” everyone asked.

“Can we please wait until I have this baby? I don’t want to be the only beached whale at this giant wedding ceremony.”

“Of course!” Casey told her.

“We can’t plan a quadruple wedding in two months anyway,” Wendy added.

“Don’t bet on it,” Rayne said. “I think the second Ghost hears I’m finally going to marry him, he’ll have everything planned and ready to go within twenty-four hours.”

Everyone laughed. Mary agreed with Rayne, but she kept quiet. She wasn’t sure what Truck was going to think about the entire situation, but she hoped he’d be happy. She wanted to start their married lives over. To get rid of the old excuses for marrying each other and do it because they both wanted to spend their lives together.

The rest of the evening went by quietly. Sadie and Annie came back in, more wine was consumed, Annie learned about the upcoming quadruple wedding ceremony, and that she was going to be a bridesmaid, and they all ate way too much sugar and junk food.

Late that night, Mary snuggled under the covers in one of Emily’s guest rooms with Rayne on the twin bed across from her.

“Are you really okay with this?” Rayne asked quietly.

“Surprisingly, yeah,” Mary said.