Page 67 of Rebel's Fairytale

Rebel approached her and kissed her lips. “Let me take care of the condom. Then, I’ll go get the chili and get it simmering. I’ll shower in the twins’ bathroom. Is that okay?”

Ruby ran a hand down his chest and nodded. “I think that would work.”

“Then, you better take your hands off me. I’m not responsible for what happens while you’re touching me.”

Ruby yanked her hand back, causing him to laugh again. Then he kissed her lips and went into the bathroom to take care of the immediate business.

Pixie

When Pixie and Pike arrived, Ruby’s cheeks were beet red. She had a small green album in her hand as she opened the door for them. She waved them in and told them she would be right back. When she returned, the album was gone.

“What was that?” Pixie asked with a grin.

“Nothing,” Ruby said and grinned back.

“I’m guessing a birthday present we aren’t allowed to see,” Pike uttered on a chuckle as he headed for the refrigerator and grabbed a beer.

Ruby just cleared her throat and moved over to the stove to stir whatever she was making in a giant pot. “Hope you guys like chili. I started it earlier and am just warming it up.”

Pike walked over and looked in the pot. Letting out a groan, he commented, “You’re quickly becoming one of my favorite Ol’ Ladies. Don’t tell the others.”

Ruby giggled as Pixie rolled her eyes at her mate.

“Where’s Rebel?” Pike grabbed a spoon from the counter and tried to steal some chili, but Ruby slapped his hand away.

“In the shower.” She nodded toward the hall. “And you can wait just like everyone else.”

“Meanie,” he said and took the stool next to the one Pixie was sitting on.

Out of the blue, Pixie thought of the pink hand towel situation and looked over at Ruby. “Do you have the hand towel here?”

Ruby narrowed her eyes on her, but answered, “Yes.” Then, she crossed the kitchen and pulled the hand towel out of a bag on the counter.

Pixie giggled. “Pike, I need you to do me a favor.” She proceeded to tell him her plan, but Pike almost immediately began shaking his head. “Please. Pretty please.” Pixie stared into her mate’s eyes and stuck out her bottom lip.

“It would be hilarious,” Pike mumbled as he glared at Pixie.

“Yes, it would be. And… it would be fulfilling a fantasy of Ruby’s.”

“Hey,” Ruby whisper-shouted from across the island, trying hard to hold back her laughter, “don’t bring me into this.”

“Did you or did you not choke on a gummi bear because you were reading a scene about a pink hand towel and looked up and saw Rebel?” When Ruby’s cheeks turned bright red, Pixie grinned. “I rest my case.”

Pike let out a deep sigh and stood. “Fine. But if he kicks my ass, you’re kissing it better.”

Pixie patted his ass as he stepped by her. “I’ll even throw a blow job in there as a bonus.”

As Pike passed Ruby, he took the hand towel from her hand. When he walked out of the room and down the hall to the twins’ bathroom, Ruby tossed a kitchen towel at Pixie and hit her in the face. “You’re a wicked woman.”

Pixie knew Rebel wouldn’t think it was that funny, but in the end, he wouldn’t be mad. The truth of the matter was, she just wanted to give Ruby a little fun and bond with her a bit. Their men were close, and Pixie wanted her and Ruby to be close too.

Pike returned to the kitchen with a stack of towels and plopped them down on the kitchen island. “I’d hide those if I were you.”

Pixie watched as Ruby snatched up the pile and rushed them off to Rebel’s pantry. She had just closed the pantry door when they heard the shower turn off. A minute later, the bathroom door opened, and Rebel came storming out of the bathroom, grumbling about the twins and laundry, when he entered the kitchen. Three steps in, he stopped and looked around.

Standing there with nothing but a pink hand towel covering his junk, he looked at Pike and mumbled, “I thought I smelled pussy.” Then he kept walking, passing Pixie and Pike seated at the island.

Pixie tried to get a peek at Rebel’s bare ass, but suddenly, her mate’s hand was covering her face. “Hey!”

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