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“Ryat!” I gasp, running to him

“Blake,” He mumbles my name when my body connects with his

I wrap o to ht as I do him

“Whoa!” Tyson grabs my arms and yanks me free of Ryat

“What’s wrong?” I ask, wiping the tears that run downuntil now

“We gotta get the a pale-face Ryat over to the couch He sits hi

“Ohain?

“I’hs out

And the look that Tyson gives me says the opposite “Ty—”

He places his hands onme a little shake “I need your help, okay?”

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“I’M GOING TO get Matt on the plane and secured, and then I’ll coet Ryat,” Tyson informs me

“Okay” I nod, running h Ryat’s dark hair while his head rests in rily He shouldn’t have even come He wasn’t ready to leave the hospital

“You were in trouble,” he es to wheeze out

“You’re right You are in trouble,” I snap at hiain”

He coughs “You did it … too” Pushing off s, he rises

“Ryat! You’re supposed to wait …”

“I can walk, Blake” He shoves the car door open and gets out

“Shit!” I jump out on my side and run around the back just in tirab his ar him up

“I told you to wait!” Tyson snaps atdown the stairs from my father’s private jet

“It was his idea!” I growl, tattling on my husband like a child