Page 5 of Festive

CHAPTER TWO

REBEL

The roaring of Harleys echoes outside the clubhouse, and I smile, knowing the guys have returned from their daylong cruise. They’ve been gone for hours, so they must have enjoyed themselves. “Kenna, baby, c’mon… let’s welcome Daddy home.”

She races to my side, and I hoist Kinzley from her play mat on the floor onto my hip, my body aching from being eight months pregnant. My other hand reaches down for Kenna’s tiny, delicate hand. The three of us walk out when I see a car pulling in behind them, and I scrunch my brows in confusion.

What the hell is this?

As I walk toward Six, my pace is steady, but my heart is racing. I catch sight of a woman stepping out of a car nearby. She’s stunning—long legs, flawless skin, and this effortless, confident grace about her. My stomach twists the moment I see the smile spread across her face, and what makes it worse is that it’s aimed directly at Six. The woman doesn’t even glance around—her focus is solely on him, as if he’s theonlything in her world.

My breath catches, and I feel this sharp pain in my chest. I want to look away, but I can’t. I’m rooted to the spot, watching as she approaches him, her smile growing wider with every step. The air between us suddenly feels heavy, thick with tension, and the closer I get, the more that knot in my stomach tightens. The moment I see her smile at him, something strains inside me, like a knot pulling taut, and I tense all over. My whole body reacts, heat rushing through me, and I can’t stand how she looks at him—like he belongs to her, like I don’t exist. My steps quicken, my heartbeat thudding faster as Kenna releases my hand and runs ahead, straight into Six’s arms. He scoops her up effortlessly,holding her tight, his smile warm and protective.

But that smile—the one meant only for me and our girls exclusively—sends a wave of possessiveness through me. I close the distance between us, needing to be closer to Six, needing this woman to see and know without a shadow of a doubt—Six ismine. Without a second thought, I press my lips to his, more demanding than usual, more forceful than I ever am in public. I slip my tongue into his mouth, staking my claim, silently telling this woman exactly where she stands.Fucking nowhere.

His eyes widen in surprise, but he doesn’t pull away. Six wraps his arm around me, holding Kenna in one arm while his free hand grips me tighter, pulling me closer. He kisses me back, though I can tell the intensity catches him off guard.

I don’t care.

I need this.

I needherto see it.

Kissing my man is like coming home. Like sinking into the safest place in the world, where nothing else matters but us. Six is my rock, my kryptonite, the one thing that grounds me when everything else spins out of control. And right now, I need her to understand that.

Whoever she is.

I pull back slowly, feeling his warmth still on my lips, and glance at her.

The blonde’s eyes drop to the ground, and I see it clear as day—disappointment, thick and heavy, written all over her face.Good. I fight back the smirk tugging at the corners of my mouth and turn my attention back to Six, feeling a swell of satisfaction.

“How was your ride?” I ask, a casual smile creeping onto my lips as if nothing happened. I nod toward her, keeping my tone light but sharp enough. “I see you’ve brought a guest?”

Six clears his throat with a subtle nod. “This is Amber. She was being attacked at the gas station, and we stepped in… wediscussed options of working at the club in exchange for safety.”

I stare at him incredulously.

The club already has three club girls.

How will having another worker be beneficial and not just another overhead?

I’m confused, not because the club can’t afford another mouth to feed—we definitely can—it’s just that everything is running so smoothly. Why change now?

But, if this woman requires our help, then who am I to turn her away?

However, she needs to stop making damn eyes at my Old Man.

“Okay, well, I assume Neon will run all the appropriate checks first?”

Six narrows his eyes on me and nods. “Yeah, Rebel, that’s how it works, babe.”

Amber stands taller and smiles, placing her hand on Six’s arm in an obviously flirtatious way. “I am so honored that Six came to my rescue. Bradley was going to hurt me if they hadn’t stepped in. You have a real brave man here.”

I weakly smile, narrowing my eyes on her hand. “Well, I am glad you’re okay.” I inhale deeply. “Welcome to the club. How about I show you around while the guys settle back in after their long ride? Six, can you take the kids?”

He smiles like he is proud of me, placing Kenna to the ground and grabbing Kinzley from my hip, making Amber’s hand drop from his arm. “Rebel will take good care of you, Amber.”

“Thank you both…so much.”

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