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o. He just kept repeating that we needed to trust that Q knows what they're doing and that I need to protect you."

"Me?"

"Yeah. Why do you look surprised? We all know that Cade is dangerous."

She lifts her hand, pushing her hair back. “I know, it's just hearing you say it like that… it makes the threat seem so real.”

"It is. What happened at your picnic yesterday, mouse?"

"Nothing really." I narrow my eyes at her, sensing that she's hiding something. "He tried and, thanks to Channing, failed to get what he wanted."

"He's not going to wait until your ceremony at this rate."

"It's tradition. He has to."

I quirk a brow.

"I hope."

"What if you can't get out of it by then?"

"Then…" She blows out a long breath. "Then I have to see it through."

My body freezes with her words. There's no fucking way I'm letting him make things official in the eyes of Q. There's no fucking way I'm going to let him touch her.

"I'm sorry, Bex. But it might be the only way. We might need more time."

I know this, I do. But it doesn't stop it from hurting.

Pushing that issue aside for now, I focus back on why we're here.

"What are you doing?" she asks as I pull my cell from my pocket.

"Calling James. If Marcus won't help, I think you're right. He's the next one to ask about all this."

After a short conversation, I discover that he's thankfully in Sterling Bay right now, and he—somewhat reluctantly—agrees to meet us.

"He's going to send me an address for a diner out of town, and we're going to meet him there," I tell Mia.

"Now?"

"In an hour, yeah. It's only about thirty minutes from here though, so we've got a little time."

"Is that right?" she asks, a knowing smile pulling at her lips.

The diner is deserted when we pull into the lot exactly an hour later. Not two seconds later does another car roll in behind us.

"Is that him?" Mia asks, staring out the window.

"Yeah. Come on then, let's see if we can find anything out."

"Bexley," he says, holding his hand out to me when we meet just before the entrance to the diner. "Good to see you, son. And this must be Mia. It's a pleasure," he says, also shaking her hand. "I've heard a lot about you, young lady."

Mia's cheeks turn bright red.

"F-from where?"

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