Page 42 of Thor

I make it to the dining hall and notice the table that’s normally filled with chafing dishes is filled with pizza instead. There has to be at least thirty boxes.

Geez.

These guys are greedy. Jonah groans beside me and I look up to see him salivating at all the pizza boxes.

“Really?” I ask smirking.

He shrugs. “I love that we get home-cooked meals all the time, but sometimes a man just needs a box a pizza, a beer, and football.”

“Is that all it takes to make you a happy man?” I ask with a brow raised.

Jonah wraps an arm around my waist and pulls my body toward him. “That and you.” He wiggles his eyebrows.

Laughing, I pull out of his arms. “Now’s not the time to get mushy. There’s a pizza buffet waiting for me.”

Jonah feigns hurt. “Damn, coming second to pizza now, am I?”

I shrug and walk over to the table. As I go through the boxes, I can hear a few of the brothers laughing behind me. I’m like a kid on Christmas morning going through all the different options. Once my plate is ready for devouring, I turn around and notice none of the women are in the dining hall.

Dice points toward the kitchen. “They’re in there going over the menu for Thanksgiving.”

Nodding, I rise on my toes and plant a kiss to Jonah’s cheek. “I’m going to see what I can do to help.”

Jonah looks like he wants to object but nods. He takes a seat at the table with the guys and falls into the conversation. Walking through the kitchen doors, everyone turns around and smiles when they see me. I take a seat at the island with them, and Cara gets back to the conversation.

“Okay, Mom, you’re making green bean casserole, corn, mashed potatoes, brown and white gravy, dressing, and cornbread, right?” she asks. Crystal nods and Cara glances over to Victoria. “And are you sure you want to sign up forallthe desserts?”

Victoria laughs and nods. “Yes. Mouse and Bubbles are going to come over early in the morning and help.”

I freeze mid-bite with my pizza only a few inches from my mouth. I look around the bar to see if I heard her right. Now that I’ve been staying in the clubhouse I know exactly who those two are. Am I the only one not understanding how she’s okay withtwo club bunnies in her home? Sara places her hand on my arm with a soft smile.

“Mouse and Bubbles aren’t like the others. When Cara and I first arrived, they were the only two interested in learning how to cook. They keep out of all the drama all the other bunnies have going on and they mind their business. They’re really cool once you get to know them.”

Slowly I nod my head, but it doesn’t take away the shock.

“Honestly, if they keep getting better at cooking, I think we should offer them positions in the kitchen at the restaurant,” Bianca says.

Cara nods and tilts her head as she thinks. “I’ve been thinking that for a while. I have a feeling they don’t do this for the thrills.”

“Have you brought this up to Viper yet?” Sara asks.

“No. I don’t know all the rules they have in place for the bunnies, but I don’t think any of the guys would block them bettering their lives.”

“I think it’s a great idea. Regardless of what those two do in their free time, deep down, they are good girls,” Crystal says.

Everyone nods in agreement as Cara clears her throat and gets back to the list in front of her. “Now, Sara, Bianca, Soph, and I will be in charge of all the meats. Turkey, roast, and ham. We’ll probably get started in the middle of the night since we have to cook so many of them. We’ll also be making the macaroni and cheese, collard greens, yams, potato salad, and dinner rolls.”

I gawk in disbelief as I go over all the food they’ve mentioned. “I know the guys can eat a lot but that’s enough food for an army,” I splutter.

The girls laugh and Sophia nods her head. “That’s because we are cooking for an army. Somebody got a little too tipsy at Bianca and Blade’s reception and told both chapters to come down forThanksgiving, making the head count around eighty people,” Soph drawls while eyeing Sara.

Sara huffs and rolls her eyes. “You should have seen Crow’s sad eyes. He kept talking about how he wants to find a woman of his own and how lucky the guys are to have found us. Then Razor joined in talking about how he only receives a home-cooked meal when they come here. I couldn’t help it,” she whines.

We all burst into laughter. Getting to know Sara, I know she’s a natural sweetheart. She loves taking care of the guys. It’s just who she is. Although Jonah did warn me that no matter how sweet Sara may be, she’s worse than Cara when she’s been crossed.

“Well, what can I do to help?” I ask them.

“Madison, we don’t expect you to cook. This is your first Thanksgiving with us. Sit back, relax, and enjoy your time with your man,” Sara says with a smile.

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