Fanatic (Hellfire MC: The Prospects #1)

Willow

I was unpacking the following day in the kitchen while my house was as busy as a beehive. Although they’d not mentioned it last night, the old ladies had spent yesterday packing up my previous home and getting everything ready for today. Since nine this morning, candidates had been dropping items off. They were using the club van, so they would fill it and then bring it here before returning for the next load. The brothers were here helping move heavy furniture around and carry boxes for their women.

The old ladies had scrubbed the house from top to bottom, which seemed pointless, as it had been scrupulously clean already. They’d then cleaned or hoovered every floor and beaten curtains. Fanatic had disappeared out the back with several of Hellfire who’d arrived under the guise of helping.

They were discussing where the grill and shit went. Clearly important stuff.