Page 93 of Rebel's Fairytale

After a brief silence, she redirected the conversation away from her plans.

They ate and finished out their conversation, then Diamond said goodbye to the three of them and headed out to her Jeep parked at the curb right in front of the diner.

Niles

Sitting in the corner booth, facing the wall, Niles listened carefully as Mary talked to those biker sluts about her plans as he repeatedly waved the server away. It was like his prayers were being answered. She was going to give him the perfect opportunity to get her back.

Once he had her back, he’d show her what she did wrong and teach her how she was going to behave from now on. She had a lot of making up to do to earn his forgiveness, but he was willing to let her do it. Someday, they will be happy again.

Yeah, he’d get her back. Then, he’d start working out how to get his kids back. Once all of that was done, he would start developing a plan to take out the fucker who tried to step into his spot in his family.

It wouldn’t do for him to just work with his comrades and push the Howlers out of town. No, that wouldn’t be enough. He needed to kill the fucker. He wouldn’t be happy until the fucker was no longer breathing.

Double-checking that the hood on his sweatshirt was still fully up and hiding his face, he slid out of the booth and headed for the rear exit of the diner. He had plans to make.

Rebel

Sitting on one of the stools at the island in the kitchen, Rebel watched as Ruby stood at the stove and stirred the homemade chicken noodle soup she was making. The twins were ordered out of the kitchen because, while they had been trying to help her, they kept getting in her way.

They were worried about her. Rebel had noticed the creased brows and the forced smiles as they looked at her. The twins cared about her nearly as much as he did. Rebel wondered if she realized that. Probably not.

Either way, she’d learn eventually. They were a package deal.

“If you keep staring at me like I’m dinner, I’m going to burn your dinner.”

Rebel grinned. “Then I’ll just have to eat something else.”

She looked at him over her shoulder and smirked. “But I was planning on serving you that for dessert.”

“I’m a growing boy. I need seconds.” He winked at her.

“Ew,” Ryker called down the hall. “Can you at least tell us to leave the house before you two start that? We do not want to hear it.”

And that’s when Ruby started giggling over her pot of soup, Rebel laughing with her.

Ruby

After Rebel and the twins spent an hour eating the hell out of the soup she made and showering her with compliments, Ruby relaxed in the tub for a little while. She let the hot water soothe her while listening to music through headphones with her eyes closed.

After a few minutes, the air was filled with the smell of her favorite candles — tropical fruits with a hint of sugared citrus. Confused, she opened her eyes to find Rebel lighting a row of tea light candles on the counter of the sink, after he lit a couple on the edge of the tub.

When he was done, he looked over at her, smiled, and shot her a wink, before he dimmed the light for her and left the bathroom. Ruby laid there, smelling her favorite scent, and wondered why it took so long for her to find him.

By the time she got out of the tub, she was fully ready to cuddle up with Rebel and see where the night took them. After thinking about all the ways she tried to make her life better, easier, she wanted to find a way to do the same for him. She knew he didn’t need that and would probably tell her that her presence was enough, but she wanted to give him more.

After drying off, she wrapped a towel around her body and went into the bedroom. With his hair pulled back in a man bun, Rebel looked sexy as hell, lounging on the bed, in a pair of loose pajama pants and nothing else. His shoulders were to the headboard, his ankles were crossed, and there was a book in his hand.

She unwrapped the towel and hung it on the hook next to the dresser. After opening the top drawer, she reached in to grab panties, but stilled when she felt Rebel’s breath against the skin of her neck and shoulder when he said, “You won’t need those.”

Smiling, she tilted her head to the side, giving him more access. Rebel took the hint, lowered his head, and gave his mating mark a slow lick. Her core clenched in reflex, and a moan escaped her mouth.

His hands landed on her hips and pulled her naked ass back against his body, letting her know he was ready.

“I want to make love to you.”

She reached up and back, cupping the side of his face with her hand. “That sounds nice.”

“Nice?” He chuckled. “That’s one way to describe it.” Then, he scooped her up into his arms and kissed her lips as he carried her over to the bed. Laying her down, he came down with her, holding himself over her on bent elbows.

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