Delilah

After scrambling around to put on our clothes, Trevor answered the door to find two FBI agents standing there. They asked to speak with me.

We invited them in, completely unsure as to what was going on. We sat at the kitchen table and I offered them food and drinks, which they politely declined.

"Look, Miss Steger, we'll get right to the point." the short, brunette, Agent Duffy stated, "We've been tracking Killerz MC for a while now. They're into a lot of shady businesses. We're hoping you may be able to help us and provide some inside information that could help us take them down - permanently."

"Craig Brown is a low-level enforcer, but we know you were intimately involved with him. He's almost single-handedly responsible for recruiting girls into their sex-trafficking ring and is suspected of several hits. Any information you could give us would help tremendously." her partner, the classically handsome Agent Todd continued.

It was now late afternoon and the day had been a rollercoaster of emotions for me. Right now I felt deflated. How could I have ever thought that Craig was a good man? I felt so incredibly stupid and foolish.

"Darlin'?" Trevor said quietly putting a gentle hand on my shoulder, "Do you want me to ask them to leave?"

"No." I shook my head at him, "I'll answer their questions."

"Do you want me to go?" he said, moving slightly as though to stand up

"No!" I said far too loudly, "I want you to stay here with me." I reached out and threaded my fingers through his.

He nodded, gave me a wink and we turned back to the agents.

"I'd be happy to answer whatever questions I can, but please know that I wasn't involved in club matters, so I'm not sure how much help I'll be," I told them

"Whatever you can tell us is helpful." Agent Duffy smiled at me

"How did you and Brown meet?" Agent Todd asked

That question launched me into an hours-long question and answer session. They asked me for specifics about Craig and his buddies, the things he did, and the other women, details about his bike and car. It was exhausting, but Trevor stayed by my side the whole time rubbing soothing circles against my knuckles with his thumb. It was nearly 7 pm by the time we'd finished.

"How did you know where to find me?" I asked

"We've had the Killerz under surveillance for a while now. We saw what happened at that club the day you got away and have kept tabs on you ever since." Agent Duffy answered

"I think that's all we need for now," Agent Todd said, standing, "We appreciate your help Miss Steger, and we're so very sorry for all that you've been through. Know that we are working towards taking them down. We'll be in touch." he finished, walking out with Agent Duffy.

Once the door had closed behind them the floodgates opened. I curled in on myself and the tears flowed freely, sobs escaping from my lips without my consent. How could I have ever been so dumb? To think that Craig was the one for me? I was nothing more than a broken whore. Trevor deserved better.

"Don't you talk like that," Trevor said in an angry whisper

I hadn't even heard him come back into the room and now he was holding me tightly to his chest. I hadn't even realized I'd said any of that aloud.

"You're perfect for me exactly as you are. If anyone deserves better it's you, baby." Trevor continued patting my back, "Seeing you cry breaks my heart darlin'. What can I do?"

"J-just hh-hold me-e." I stammered between sobs

"I got you, love," he said with a squeeze

Trevor

I was torn between wanting to soothe her and cradle her and wanting to shake her. How could she think any of this was her fault? Craig was a manipulative, abusive asshole and she was too sweet to see it at first - that's why he chose to target her. We would need to talk about this later, right now my priority was to make sure my woman was okay. And after the rollercoaster of a day, we'd both had, I need to feed her and get her to bed - sleep would do us both a world of good.

"How about I fix some dinner?" I said a few moments later once she was calmer.

"No, I can make dinner," she said sounding small and burrowing deeper into my chest.

"Darlin' I'll start dinner," I said, not budging, "how about you go change into something comfy? I'll come to find you once the food's fixed."

"Okay," she grumbled in the most adorable way

I helped her off my lap and watched her make her way into her bedroom. Watching her close the guest room door didn't sit right with me - I wanted her in our room. But, one thing at a time. First I had to make sure she was fed. I made my way into the kitchen and pulled out some chicken. I seared it in a pan with some butter and garlic, then I added some asparagus. I fixed up some instant mashed potatoes and set the table for the two of us. After I plated everything and set it on the table, I went to Lila's door and knocked.

"Lila baby, dinner's ready," I said

The door opened slowly, and the breath got knocked right out of me at the sight of her. She was wearing cotton leggings and one of my shirts. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and not a stitch of makeup on her face. She was completely stunning.

"I hope it's okay I borrowed your shirt," she said looking up into my eyes.

"What's mine is yours, darlin'," I said leaning in to kiss her cheek, placing my hand on the small of her back.

I guided her to the kitchen and we sat to eat. It was quiet for a long while before I finally spoke up.

"Are you okay?" I asked reaching across the table to touch her hand

"Yeah, I'm okay - er - or I will be." she gave me a small smile, "It's just a lot, ya know? Rehashing my past with Craig wasn't something I was expecting to do today."

"You are so incredibly strong," I said with awe in my voice, earning me a soft smile

We finished the rest of the meal in companionable silence.