Page 17 of The Chase


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Host:His bed? Oh my! So, how does the Wolf rate?

Mia:I'm not talking about it.

Host:Did you wake up with your clothes on?

Mia:No....well, not all of them...but it wasn't-

Host:Say no more! What was he like?

Mia:He’s elite, he’s like everyone else.

I hear the deadpan in her voice, and I can’t lie, the arrow hits the intended target.Fuck me.I have a lot of work to do.

Autumn:It wasn't like that, and you know it, Harry!

Harry. I have the fucker’s name now!

Harry:You shared his bed, correct?

Mia:Yes, but-

Avery:She wasn't alone.

Harry:Really? And why is that?

Mia:Because Avery was there.

Harry:Wait a damn minute. You had a threesome?

Mia/Avery:No!!

Avery:Mia passed out, Austin helped her!

Autumn:After Zac was a dick for fighting!

Harry:He took your clothes off whilst you were asleep?

Mia:I was wearing my clothes, thank you very much. And, he wasn't like that! Harry, you sound like Zac and his stupid crew.

Harry:Hmm... I wasn't going anywhere with it, it just seems that the infamous Austin Whitlock doesn't live up to his rep. He had both of you in his bed, and nothing happened?

Autumn:Why are you so bothered anyway?

Harry:Was there even a kiss? Tell me there was a kiss?

Autumn:Since when have you cared that much about Mia's personal life?

Harry:Autumn, I care about my Mia. I just want to make sure she's okay. Are you a thing with Austin? Is he off the market?

Mia:I’m not even on the market! I’ve never liked muffins, you know. I'm a pancake kind of woman.

I smirk. I’ll make sure she has pancakes at every opportunity.

Harry:So, there you have it! We know since this recording Mia and Austin have shared pancakes, no wonder she loves them! That's the gossip for now OTs! Until next time!

I pull the buds out of my ears and stare at the water. I don't care that my reputation is being questioned, I don't care about anything other than Mia and how she's doing since this podcast hit. Yes. It pisses me off that she hasn’t bothered to get in touch about the podcast, but why would she? Who can she trust? I glare at Kit. "We need to find out who the host is. Harry something."

Kit nods. "On it."

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