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Ivy comes over and kisses my cheek before resting her hand on my belly. “That’s what happens when you’re pregnant. This kid is gonna drain everything out of you.”

They all laugh, and I shake my head. “Yeah, feels like that’s what’s happening.”

“How did the doctor go?” Harper asks.

I nod, leaning back in my chair. “Good. I heard the heartbeat, and the doctor said everything is perfect.”

Finding out I was pregnant when I woke up in the hospital after just barely surviving the hell I went through was so unexpected. This baby is strong, being able to survive the beating I took. I have no doubt that is something he or she gets from Finn.

I blink back tears and try to focus on the conversation happening around me. Getting lost in my head isn’t something I care to do.

“We’re going to throw you the most amazing baby shower,” Gillian says, clapping her hands.

I smile and nod my head. “I have no doubt.”

“Mia, your father and I are going to the store, and then we’ll meet you at your house,” my mom says, smiling.

Things with Porter and my mom just kind of went back to the way they were. After Jim was killed, his club died with him. The surviving members couldn’t get out quick enough, and Hux and Kadon from the California chapter have reported that the MC is long gone. I’m so extremely thankful for those guys because I found out later that they were the reason I was found.

Now that things are beginning to go back to a new normal, it’s heartwarming seeing my real parents together. When Porter said he never stopped loving her, that was the truth. After my mom finally felt free, she allowed her heart to heal, and Porter was the only one who could do it. I’m grateful for them both. For everything they do for me.

Like tonight, coming over and making dinner. I look forward to these very simple things.

“Thanks, Mom,” I say, smiling up at her.

“You’ll soon understand what it’s like to have your heart living outside your body. Making dinner for you doesn’t require a thank you. I need to make sure you and my grandbaby are well-fed,” she says, kissing my head.

I watch her and Porter share a quick kiss before he grabs her hand, and they walk out the door.

“Hey, how you doing, sweetheart?” Brooks asks, squeezing my shoulder.

“I’m fine,” I say, grinning up at him.

“You need anything. Anything at all, you call,” he says.

I nod, resting my hand on his. “I will, thanks.”

I’m such an emotional mess all the time, and I try to blink away the tears I feel forming. If he notices, he doesn’t say anything. Just tosses me a wink and walks off toward the bar.

“Mia, are you craving anything?” Adalyn asks.

This woman wants a grandbaby so badly, and I think she feels a connection to mine because of the brief encounter Finn had with her husband as a child. It all just reminds me how tightly knit this club is. There is a bond that is unbreakable—even in death.

“Cheesecake,” I say, smiling.

“You do realize you’re going to wake up to ten cheesecakes at your house, right?” Gillian says, laughing.

“You have to give the baby what it’s craving,” Adalyn says.

“The baby isn’t craving it. Mia is,” Harper says, shaking her head.

“Who cares who’s craving it. If Mia wants cheesecake, she’ll get it,” Nora says, reaching over and squeezing my hand.

“You guys don’t need to do that. I can go buy a cheesecake,” I say.

Nora shrugs and puts her phone on the table. “Or we can text your parents and tell them to grab one while at the store.”

Everyone laughs, and I look down at my phone, noticing the time.

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