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She’d even found a job She couldn’t use any of her for so on in years and needed some help The pay wasn’t a lot, but the owner of theher a cheap, weekly rate and she was on the lookout for a small rental

The people there were unusual And Maddox was right, polyamorous relationships were very normal And there was even a BDSM club, Saxon’s Which most of the population of Haven seemed to be members of It was crazy how open everyone was And friendly But it wasn’t home

As she hurried down the street towards the diner, a strange feeling came over her She paused and looked around It felt like so her

She shook it off There was no way Silvers could have found her They’d taken every precaution

Don’t bother trying to run or hide I will find you And it won’t end well for you

Panic flooded her and she fought hard to take a breath Maybe she should grab the boys and run again But she didn’t know that Silvers had found her And she couldn’t help but feel safe here Maddox had been telling the truth when he’d told her the ns of it all over the place

She was just being paranoid She had a new burner phone, she’d left her old one at the ed clothes She hadn’t used any of her cards And Marcy was paying her under the table

She’d been worried about enrolling the boys in school, but after talking to the school they’d promised that no one would be able to track the boys down They’d also told her to go speak to the sheriff if she was in trouble

It was inevitable that she’d need a chat with the sheriff Especially from what Maddox had told her about Haven But she’d avoid it for as long as possible

She pushed the door of the diner with a yawn She was so tired She was trying to keep her spending down so she could afford a down pay breakfast and dinner And she was feeling ht-headed

Coffee She needed coffee Which she could have gotten at the ested she ask the diner owner about her apartment upstairs

She slid onto a stool at the counter, next to to aith each other

“Flick, I don’t think you should ask West tostrawberry-blonde hair and a fairly large baby bump

“Why not? It’s the twenty-first century Women can ask men to marry them,” the other woman replied Her dark hair lay in loose waves down her back

“Yes, but not Malone men,” the first woman hissed back “They’re cavees You ask West to marry you and he’ll likely spank your ass”