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She shakes her head and paces in the dirt. She looks so out of place here. Her long blonde hair is perfectly styled. Her clean clothes hug her body. Her makeup makes her blue eyes pop. I want her out of here, out of the dark.

“I don’t want to talk to Porter,” she says.

I grab her shoulders and force her to stop pacing and look at me. “It’s important, Mia. You told me you’d trust me. Give me the benefit of the doubt. This is one of those times,” I say, searching her eyes.

She sighs and closes her eyes briefly. “Will you stay with me?”

“If that’s what you want,” I reply.

She yanks out of my hold and climbs onto my bike. “I’m not okay with this, just so we’re clear. This is the only time I will give you the benefit of the doubt if you’re only going to use it to push me to do something I don’t want to.”

I nod, getting onto my bike. Her arms wrap around me, and I peel out of there. I watch it all fly by and silently say goodbye.

The evil of this trailer park keeps creeping into my life, and today is the last time I’ll allow it.

Mia saw what she needed to see, and I’ve had enough vial memories that don’t need a vivid replay.

My demons are trying to surface while she is just about to discover hers.

When we pull up to Souls, she’s off the bike before I even turn it off. I hop off and grab her wrist, and she spins around.

“This isn’t a fucking punishment, Mia. I’m trying to help,” I hiss.

“I didn’t ask for your help, Finn. I was handling it,” she yells.

I let out a bitter laugh and let go of her wrist, scrubbing my face. “No, you are avoiding. Shit can’t be avoided forever, and the longer you push it aside, the bigger the explosion when it all surfaces.”

She searches my face, and her eyes soften. “Is something happening?”

I lean forward and press a kiss to the corner of her mouth. “One thing at a time, yeah?”

“Porter will tell me what I need to know?” she asks, as her eyes bounce between mine.

I force a grin and wrap a protective arm around her shoulders. “Come on. I’ll stay with you as long as you want.”

Once inside, it’s quiet. None of the girls are here. Zane and Kace are out trying to get more intel on Jim Woodward. Brooks, Enzo, Porter, and Riley sit talking quietly as we walk over.

“It’s not going down like this,” I say, looking between them all.

“Watch yourself, Finn,” Brooks hisses. “Porter and Mia will go talk in private.”

“She wants me there too,” I say.

Mia tightens her hold on me, and I kiss the top of her head.

“This is between Porter and Mia,” Brooks says, lifting an eyebrow.

Porter stands up and grabs Brooks’ shoulder. “It’s good, brother. If Mia is more comfortable with Finn there, that’s fine.”

Porter leads the way, and I can feel Mia shaking beside me. “Baby, I’m right here. Nothing bad is gonna happen. He wants to give you some truth you should know.”

She looks up at me, sadness in her eyes. “You know?”

“It’s not my story, Mia.”

She shakes her head, letting out a soft growl. “This is bullshit.”

She’s right. It is. Everyone in this club knows her business, and that’s why I demanded this meeting happen. She deserves to know the truth.

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