Page 32 of Fanatic

“Get your hands checked over before they resemble hamburger, Prospect,” Bear ordered as he headed for the bar. Behind it was Sailor and the final candidate I’d not met, his name was Dollar.

“Girls, we’ve got a quick meeting,” Chance announced, entering the clubhouse. Brothers were pouring in and heading to their church.

Chance stopped by Fanatic as he took a seat and let me examine his hands. Damn, he’d done a job on them. “No comeback for that beat-down,” Chance murmured, and Fanatic nodded.

Fanatic could have faced disciplinary action for attacking Farm-boy but wouldn’t. In other words, Hellfire was about to bounce Farm-boy. Good. What an asshole. Silently, I kept cleaning Fanatic’s knuckles and bit my lip.

“Do we need some medication?”

“What for?” Fanatic questioned.

“You’ve broken skin, I don’t know. Do you require antibiotics to stop an infection?” I asked stupidly.

Fanatic’s eyes softened. “No, babe. I’ll be fine.”

“Are you sure? I feel guilty as I was yelling for you to kick his ass,” I admitted.

“Yeah, you were a bit violent there. Never mind, shit’s all cool. Just clean me up, babe,” Fanatic reassured me.

Not willing to make a fuss, I did as he ordered.

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“Hey, has anyone noticed something?” Madisen asked with a grin.

“What?” Clio inquired.

“Jinx has been here four hours, and there’s not been a single incident. It’s either that baby or Willow,” Madisen explained.

Everyone at my table turned and faced where Jinx was sitting and playing with Danny.

“Has Jinx had Danny the entire time?” Kenny said as she made a grab for a fast-running Link. Her son shot past her and headed for Rooster. Kenny puffed her cheeks out.

“You know, between Kit, Finn, Brax, and now Jinx, I was wondering if I needed a protective bodysuit. It’s been nice to sit for four hours and not have something happen,” Kenny mused.

We all began to laugh. Kendara’s courtship with Rooster had been drama-filled and was the stuff of legends. Even to the point, ‘Who killed Kenny?’ had become a meme when the kids had exploded a bomb underneath her.

“Yeah, that was… rough,” I said, and Kenny sent me a disbelieving glance.

“The brats blew me up. And it doesn’t stop. The other day, I was making coffee and got blown across the kitchen as soon as Jinx entered. Rooster nearly ended up castrated because my hair literally stood on end. I resembled a fried poodle, and all Rooster did was laugh!” Kenny exclaimed.

I began giggling with the others. “Worse, I had the shakes like the baddie in Home Alone when he was electrocuted. Rooster thought I should give him a hand job because it would be the best he’d ever had because I couldn’t stop shaking,” Kenny continued.

Unable to control ourselves, we all shrieked with laughter.

“They always find a benefit for themselves,” I replied.

“Don’t they just,” Chey agreed. “I was making a smoothie and Jinx had dropped off some stuff for Celt. Fuck me if the lid didn’t blow off and smother me in strawberry shit. Celt saw that as an excuse to lick me head to toe and then shower with me. Told me waste not, want not, and he’d always wanted to eat his dinner off me.”

I rocked with laughter at the disgust on Chey’s face before she winked. “The licking did turn out beneficial in the end!”

Thalia howled and wiped tears from her eyes. “I adore Jinx. He’s wonderful and so kind and patient. Gotta say, Willow, I’m damn glad Fanatic put the beat-down on Farm-boy. He was beginning to creep me out. That fucker even asked me if my missing fingers were due to Jinx. What the fuck?”

“Wow, what did Bear say?” Sallie-Anne questioned.

“Babe, I didn’t tell him until now. I didn’t want Bear arrested for murder,” Thalia replied.

Clio looked at her quint-twin shrewdly. “You told him tonight.”

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