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“I’m not in anything,” I say.

“But you like Finn, right?” Gillian asks.

I finish off my glass of wine, holding on to the glass. “Yeah, I do.”

She smiles, lighting up her entire face. “Good, he likes you too.”

Ivy laughs, and I glance over at her. “Sorry, but this sounds like a middle school talk at the lunch table.”

All three of us laugh, and it’s just what I needed.

“Too good to come have lunch at Souls Two?”

I remember this girl. She came to Ivy’s apartment. She kinda scared the shit outta me.

“Shut up, Harper. We didn’t want to have our first lunch with Mia involve tits and ass,” Ivy says.

She pulls out a chair and sits down, dropping her heavy purse on the floor. “If you can’t handle tits and ass, you are sitting at the wrong table, sweetheart.”

“Harper,” Ivy hisses.

She leans back in her chair and smiles. “What? We own strip clubs. If she wants to be around, she’s gotta get used to it.”

“I have no problem with tits and ass. I actually have them, myself,” I say, shrugging.

Harper laughs, shaking her head. “Oh yeah, I like you.”

It shouldn’t make me feel better, but it does. I’m not sure how it all works, but I believe she just accepted me. She seems to be the one in charge. The top girl or whatever. She’s definitely the most intimidating I’ve met so far.

“I’m sorry for the shit that went down. I can’t imagine how you’re feeling. I just want to say that Porter is a good man. I’m sure you’re going to go home and get your mom’s side of the situation. I just want you to consider letting Porter give his side as well,” Harper says.

I understand what she’s saying, but it’s too much right now. The idea of talking to a man that is a stranger to me and getting his side of the story is daunting. I don’t know that I can do that. Not yet, anyway.

“I just need to figure everything out,” I reply.

“Did you come from Souls?” Gillian asks.

“Yeah, I had some paperwork to drop off. Why?”

She shrugs, and both Ivy and Harper laugh. “Really? Didn’t you climb out of his bed before going to Finn’s?” Harper asks.

“Like you aren’t waiting for Z to come home to have you screaming,” she says, laughing.

“Try finding time with a baby,” Ivy groans.

The friendship these girls have makes me envious. The girls I’m friends with in California are fun, but I don’t have any close friends. Not like this. They seem to know exactly what the other is thinking without many words. I’ve never had a friend like that. My parents always watched closely over who I hung out with. They really didn’t let me get close to anyone.

My brows dip when I begin to think about it all. They don’t have any friends. It’s always just been the three of us. My friends have always been kept at arm’s length.

More pieces to the puzzle keep appearing, but I can’t fit any of them together.

“You alright?” Ivy asks.

I snap out of my thoughts and nod. “Yeah. I need to get home, though. Will someone tell Finn I’ll call him when I can?”

“Of course,” Ivy says, resting her hand on mine.

It’s time to find out the truth.

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