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“Do they have names?”
“Yes.”
“What are they?”
“Prospect Three and Prospect Four.” I looked up at him and he was smirking. “It’s better than Grunt Three and Grunt Four.”
“I guess.” I rolled my eyes.
I wasn’t sure what to expect when Bones opened the front door of the clubhouse and urged me forward, but to say I was surprised was an understatement.
“It’s clean,” I blurted out.
“We have housekeepers too,” he said with a wink.
“Seriously?”
He nodded. “Yep. This is the living room and kitchen. We’ve got a theater and game room downstairs in the basement. The clubhouse is three stories. Down the hall is the back door that leads outside, which is where we’re going.”
He clasped my hand and marched down the hallway.
“I thought it would be a friggin’ mess,” I stated. “I’m pleasantly surprised that it’s not.”
“It probably was back in the day,” he said. “But a lot of the brothers are married and starting families. Can’t be a shit-show here when we’ve got younguns learning how to walk and shit.”
“Younguns? How many younguns are there?” I asked in amusement.
“Too many to keep track of,” he said absently. He pushed open the back door.
People were sitting around a huge bonfire and old school country music was playing from a sound system with speakers mounted on the back of the clubhouse.
“Hayden!” a woman yelled.
I squinted, trying to decipher who’d recognized me. It took me half a second to realize it was Willa.
“You’re in it now,” Bones said, hugging me to him as he led me toward the fire.
As we got closer, I saw a group of women sitting in camp chairs while a cluster of men in leather cuts stood nearby.
“He finally decided to show you off,” a man said, taking a drink from his beer bottle.
“Here,” a woman said, thrusting a glass bottle into my hands. “You’re gonna need this.”
“What is it?” I asked, sniffing the contents, which immediately made my eyes water.
“Apple Pie Moonshine,” the woman said. “Boxer’s secret recipe.”
“Oh, thanks,” I said handing it back to her. “But I—ah—don’t drink.”
There was a moment of silence and then the blonde said, “Damn. Booze would make this easier for you. Can I get you something else?”
“Water’s fine,” I assured her with a smile. “Thanks.”
She lifted the cooler lid and fished out a bottle of water and handed it to me.
“Ready for some introductions?” Bones asked.
“Hold on, let me get a pen so I can write it all down,” I said.
