Page 64 of Naughty & Nice

The second my feet are down, he grabs my ankles.

“Cross your arms over your chest and lift.”

Before doing as I’m told, I lift my hand to my head. “Yes, Boss,” I salute.

When all he does is glare at me, I get to work, figuring that the sooner I pacify him, the sooner it’ll be over.

“One,” he counts. “Two. Three.”

Then it begins to get hard.

Four and five come slower, and then I get to six, and before I manage to get up, a voice booms through the cabin.

“I thought I told you not to touch her.”

“Dude, don’t get your panties in a knot. I’m holding her ankles.”

“And making her exercise. Noelle hates exercise.”

“I can tell,” he deadpans.

“Hey,” I cry. “I’m doing my best here.”

Wilder quirks a brow as if to say, ‘Really?’.

“Rix, your brother is being mean to me. I was quite happy sitting there and reading my book,” I argue. “Look what he’s made me do.”

Rix’s footsteps get closer until I can see him.

But unlike I’m expecting, he doesn’t make Wilder stop. Instead, he claims the chair I was pulled from and instructs his brother to continue.

“What?” I shriek in utter disbelief. “You’re supposed to be on my side.”

Hendrix holds up his hands in surrender before sitting back to get ready for the show.

“Fucking hell.”

“Four more,” Wilder says, sadly not forgetting that we’re not done.

“And then it’s jumping jacks, right?” Hendrix says hopefully.

“No, you’re too late. Wilder’s already watched me do them.”

I can’t help the wide grin that spreads across my face as Rix’s jaw ticks with realization.

“I thought it was weird that I had to do them naked, but I trust him.”

Rix is on his feet faster than I thought possible.

“You fucking ass?—”

I can’t hold it; I burst out laughing.

Thankfully, Wilder releases my feet and I’m able to stand. The second I do, I rush between them, just in case I started something.

“I’m joking,” I breathe, pressing my palms against Rix’s chest and staring up into his eyes.

“Good. Because if there’s going to be any nakedness, I need to be involved.”

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