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“Oh, this ought to be good,” Liberty quipped sarcastically. “Careful Belle, this guy is an even bigger smartass than I am.”
“No...No,” Fate replied as he shook his head. “I’m afraid that just isn't impossible.”
I laughed again. These two were so funny together even more than Justice and Liberty were. It seemed like Fate had the ability to get on Liberty’s last nerve, just like Liberty did to Justice. I paused to wonder if any of them did that to Redemption, then I realized probably not, as he was like the president or whatever of the Requiem MC and a few years older than these two.
“So, I can run interference maybe?” Fate offered.
“Oh yeah, you are hella good at that, Fate.” Liberty smirked at him. “You are constantly interfering.”
“Ha-freakin-ha,” Fate scoffed. “No, like I’ll just hang out with the two of you. I mean I already was doing that.”
“Hang out?” Liberty questioned. “Haven’t you heard that three is a crowd?”
“Yes I have and it will be the three of us and not just the two of you.” Fate nodded.
I stared at Fate. “So what does that mean?”
“I will like stand in between you two. Make sure there’s no hanky panky, like hand holding, sneaking kisses, necking, you know.”
“Necking?” I stared at him and burst out laughing again.
“Wait, wait. You mean like a…what do they call them?” Liberty said.
“A chaperone,” I told him.
“Yeah, one of those.” Fate nodded.
“Hell, no,” Liberty complained.
“I think it might help.” I nodded.
“I don’t want a damned chaperone!” Liberty griped.
“Yeah, I bet.” Fate motioned at him. “Like you two wearing nothing but towels? That’s a red flag right there, ya know?”
Liberty glared at him.
I kept laughing.
“No, I’m serious,” Fate went on. “Like right now… how is she gonna get back to her room without anyone seeing her?”
I looked over to see my clothes on the bed and my bra. My cheeks flamed as I grabbed all of it up. “I will go and get dressed then we can all leave at the same time.”
“Yeah see, that’ll work.” Fate nodded. “If three of us leave, no one will think there’s any hanky panky going on.”
Liberty looked disgusted. “Hanky panky? Man, you watch too many Lifetime movies or something. What kind of man says ‘hanky panky’?”
I giggled at this.
Fate grinned at me as he shrugged, then he turned his head to look at Liberty. “And it is safe to say that you need to lose the towel-boy look, brother. It is a dead giveaway that you’ve been messin’ round.” He reached over and yanked Liberty’s towel from his hips.
“What the hell, asshole?” Liberty exclaimed.
“Well, that was a mistake,” Fate complained as he looked away. “I sure did not want to see your ass hanging out, baby brother!”
Well, I did because Liberty had a beautiful ass but this was too much for me right now, so I flipped around and hurried to the bathroom.
“You need to settleyour assdown, Fate,” Liberty retorted. “And for the last damn time, I am not the baby brother. I was born first and you know it.”
