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Maybe it’s my worry about Mia and her accepting everything. Maybe it’s for Porter and Vic. Maybe it’s the hope that this is the start of our club healing.

Or maybe the gates of hell are about to open and pull us all in.

16

Mia

I stare out the front window as I sip my coffee sitting at the kitchen table. Finn left about an hour ago for club business, and I’ve been deep in thought since.

It’s been a week since my mom got here, and each day it feels a little more natural. Like we both belong here. It was strange seeing my mom so comfortable with the club, but the longer we’ve all been together, the more I see what Finn is always talking about. It’s a family.

My mom has been welcomed back with open arms. The friendship she has with Nora and Adalyn is what I’ve been jealous of with the younger girls. The bond is tight. It’s so clear that she’s missed them. Not even just Nora and Adalyn but the entire club. She’s constantly joking with Riley. She’s got some weird bond with Brooks and Enzo because I don’t normally see those two laughing, but she seems to bring it out in them. And the way she looks at Porter when she thinks no one is looking tells me she never stopped loving him.

I’ve seen a spark come alive in my mother. A fire in her eyes she’s never had before.

It has me believing even more that she left for another reason. I just can’t figure out what it would be. If she loved Porter and he loved her, what could my stepdad have done to break that apart? None of it makes sense, and when I ask her, she just tells me she was doing what was best.

I know she and Porter have spoken in private a great deal, but I’m not privy to those conversations. A shiver runs through me as I wonder if it is more than talking happening when they disappear.

My phone rings, causing me to jump, and I grab it off the table. “Hello?”

“Hey, Mia. I know you asked for a little time off to be with your mom, but Ivy could really use your help today,” Harper says.

After seeing the bond my mother has with this club, there’s no way I’m going to blow Harper off. I want to have what she had, and I’ll do whatever I need to do to gain that.

“No problem at all. I can be there in twenty,” I say, grinning.

“Great, see you then,” she says, hanging up.

After I put my cup in the sink, I quickly change out of my sweats and fix my hair and makeup. I step back and look at myself in the mirror, and grin. With my tight jeans and high black boots, my black crop top, and dark makeup, I feel sexy.

I take a quick picture and send it to Finn with a winking face emoji.

As I step out of the bathroom, my phone alerts me, and I look down at it.

Finn:Those boots will stay on tonight when I fuck away this hard-on you’ve just given me.

I feel myself getting wet at the thought and give a simple reply.

Me:I’ll be waiting with nothing but my boots on.

Finn:Fuck! You aren’t going to be able to sit after tonight.

I laugh and shove my phone into my purse as I walk out of the house. He constantly renders me speechless, and I fucking love it.

The drive to Souls Two is quick, and once inside, I feel a smile spread across my face. I love being here. I feel a sense of belonging and acceptance. Something I’ve never experienced until now.

“Harper is gonna kill me if I don’t get caught up on the schedule and paperwork. Alex is teething, and it’s been hell,” Ivy says, grabbing my arm.

I giggle, and she glances at me. “We’ll get it done, don’t worry.”

She’s every bit the sweet, loving mother as she is an old lady to Kace and the club. She’ll kiss her baby and fight for her man. It suddenly has me wondering if this is what my mother was like.

We sit down in her office and get right to work. It’s not difficult, there’s just a lot to do, which I don’t at all mind. I’ve been so focused on the fallout of my existence that it’s a welcomed distraction.

“How’s it going with your mom?” Ivy asks.

I shrug as I peek up at her. “Remember when I told you a few months ago that you were different here? That you weren’t the same girl I met in California?” Ivy nods, keeping her eyes on me. “At that time, I was too self-absorbed with my shit, but I get it now. Here you are truly happy, and you have a reason to fight for what you love.”

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