She smiles and rests her hand on mine. “Yes.” I nod and look down before lifting my eyes back to her. She lifts an eyebrow, tilting her head slightly. “What’s up?”
I bite my lip as I consider telling her what I’ve been thinking. She might think I’m crazy or completely dismiss my thought, but maybe it would help to talk about it.
“I see my mom here, and it’s like she’s a completely different person. She’s alive here. I see a spark in her eye that she’s never had before. I see how both she and Porter look at each other. It’s all making me wonder if she left for something bigger than what everyone thinks,” I say, shrugging.
Ivy leans back in her chair and crosses her arms. “Like what?”
“I don’t know, that’s where I get stuck,” I admit.
She nods her head, keeping her focus on me. “Have you talked to her about it?”
I explain the countless times I’ve asked her and her generic answer every time. I explain I may never know the truth, but I just feel like something is missing.
“The truth always comes out, Mia. That is something I can promise you. You will get your answers eventually,” she says, grinning.
“I hope so,” I say, focusing back on the task at hand.
“I can’t thank you enough for helping me get through all this,” Ivy says.
“It’s nice to feel wanted,” I say, looking around at the bustling club.
“You’re wanted,” Harper says, coming to stand next to us.
I turn my head toward her and smile. I used to be so intimidated by her, but now she’s like a welcoming hug.
“Thanks,” I say.
“Mia, I know you’ve got a lot of shit going on personally, but I’d really like to talk to you about finding your path here. You’ve got the motivation, and you’re a fast learner. How about next week we sit down and figure out what it is you’d really like to do,” Harper says.
It happens before I stop myself, and I wrap my arms around her. She chuckles and hugs me back. “I take that as a yes?”
I pull away, laughing. “Yes, thank you so much,” I say excitedly.
At that moment, all of our phones go off. I grab mine and see a text from Finn.
Finn:Family dinner tonight at Souls.
I look up at Ivy and Harper as they check their phones. Gillian comes out of her office smiling as she slides her phone into her back pocket.
“It’s been a long time since we had a family dinner,” Gillian says.
Harper smiles, looking at each of us. “The club is healing. It’s perfect timing.”
Sometimes I think Harper knows a little more than the rest of us. Maybe Zane shares more with her, or maybe I’m just reading too much into things. She may just know the club the best.
“Do you often do family dinners?” I ask.
I’ve been around a few months now, and this is the first time I’m even hearing of it. Although it’s totally possible, I just wasn’t invited until now.
“We haven’t had one since right after Gillian and Riley got engaged. The guys like to do them as often as possible, but sometimes shit gets in the way,” Harper explains.
Interesting.
“I guess we need to head to Nora’s,” Ivy says.
“Wait, what?” I ask, looking between them all.
Gillian laughs and wraps her arm around me. “Welcome to feeling completely inadequate as these women cook circles around you.”