Page 76 of Fanatic

“Well said, prospect,” Phoe announced, entering and offering Drake a sharp glare. “I knew you were up to something!”

“He’s my son.”

“Drake, Fanatic’s mine too. And Hellfire will handle this. Fanatic is right. He didn’t join Rage because of mollycoddling, and you can’t force him to comply with you. Fanatic can make his own choices, and Hellfire are already in motion. You can’t step on our toes,” Phoe chided.

“Our?”Drake hissed.

“You’re not Hellfire, Drake! I am! Back off before you cause bad feeling because right now, you’re saying you don’t trust Hellfire to figure this out!” Phoe stated, and Drake blanched.

“Not saying that—”

“Yes, you are. Shut up. Fanatic, that house isn’t secure,” Phoe said, and I smiled at Drake, who was glowering.

“No. It’s not. Willow and I were discussing moving to the clubhouse when everyone decided to get all caveman on us,” Fanatic replied.

“It’s not so easy for me because of moving Danny again. He can’t keep on with this upheaval. Danny’s too young,” I inserted into the conversation.

“Trust me. Danny will be fine. I’ve enough kids to know. I agree moving to the clubhouse is the wise choice,” Phoe agreed.

“Don’t I get an option?” I demanded.

“No!” Phoe and Fanatic said together.

Drake sat back and smirked, and I glowered. We could fall out again, him and me.

“Gladys drives, so there’s childcare for Danny and Gladys might well be in heaven on the compound,” Fanatic mused.

“I need to meet this woman. She’s spending a lot of time around my grandson,” Phoe stated, and Drake thumped my back enthusiastically as I did choke this time.

“What? You’re not telling me you two ain’t banging each other. Neither of you do casual fucks. Which means Danny’s my latest grandchild,” Phoe said ingeniously.

“Argue that,” Drake declared smugly as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“We’re not having sex, Mum!” Fanatic spluttered.

“Jesus, you ain’t? Actually, you do seem a little tense, the pair of you. The electricity between you pair could power Rapid City. You two need to get laid. Finger diddling and rubbing one out clearly isn’t sufficient for you both,” Phoe stated.

I began turning red even as amusement rose.

Fanatic looked totally appalled and turned to Drake. “Take Mom home.”

“No can do, son, this is a Hellfire issue!” Drake grinned.

“Hellfire has no car in the race if I’m sleeping with Willow or not,” Fanatic hissed.

“I disagree, boy. If Axel comes around Hellfire with a shotgun after your ass, it’s us standing between you and him,” Chance said, entering.

Fanatic turned beetroot.

“Hey, look, boy’s got some colour at last,” Bear added grinning as he followed Chance inside.

“Can we drop my sex life as it has got no bearing on what’s right now,” Fanatic demanded, as I wisely stayed quiet.

“Sure, although I gotta ask what sex life? Dude, you just stated you ain’t got one. That why you’re so snappy and bitchy lately? Willow, girl, sort shit out. The man can’t be walking around with blue balls, he’s worse than a woman with PMS,” Bear replied and winced.

Bear glanced at Phoe, as I grinned as she sat up straight.

Oh yeah, Bear was dead!

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