Page 66 of Forever my Love

“He doesn’t care if you call him out,” Hailey said, rubbing her forehead.

“What does he care about?” Reece asked as they ate their dessert.

“Me,” she admitted, looking down at her plate. “He called me his princess.” She shivered. Suddenly, Reece’s arms were around her. “For some crazy reason, he wants me. He wants Harper to suffer. To die.” She shivered again.

“I won’t chance you being the bait,” he said into her hair.

“Then we’ll live in fear until he’s caught.”

They held one another for a while. “How about a bath?” he asked her. “I can’t shower, but maybe if I’m careful, I can sit across a bath from you.”

She smiled. “We can try. Just as long as there are bubbles.”

He laughed. “I haven’t had a bubble bath since I was five. My mother and sister were in charge back then.” He kissed her. “Now you’re in charge.”

The bath was huge and took a long time to fill up with water and bubbles. And since Reece still had bandages on both of his wounds, he could only put his legs and feet in the water and was wearing his boxer briefs still. Sitting in the bubble bath with Reece across from her somehow made her feel like a kid.

“Here.” He shifted and slowly made his way around the tub until he sat directly behind her. “Lean back.”

She leaned back against his legs and instantly felt more relaxed than before. Reece started rubbing her head, and she remembered the massages they’d had in Vegas.

That day seemed like years ago now.

“The only thing that will assure that Harper and her and Nick’s baby are safe is if I put myself out there in the line of danger.” She opened her eyes. “I have to be the bait.”

He closed his eyes and sighed. “I’ll run the idea by Nick. Tomorrow.”

“Reece.” She flipped around until she was kneeling in front of him. “Whatever happens, I want to be with you. No matter what.”

His smile returned. “I’m not going to let you go.”

She smiled. “You’re mine. Fred knew that. That’s why he went after you.”

“I’m just thankful he waited until after I won.” Reece ran his hands down her wet hair. “Even though my career is over, I’m thankful I had a few seconds in the spotlight.”

Her heart ached each time she thought of the fact that Reece would never box professionally again. And due to his injuries, maybe not even as just a pass time.

The media was calling him a legend. The boxer who could have been great. Like the movie stars that were killed in their youth and had become greats even if their acting was below par.

Reece Crawford would be one of those greats in the boxing world, right up there with William Billy Cox, his idol.

“You know, we never did get to celebrate your big win,” she said, changing tactics as her hands started running up his legs.

His eyebrows shot up. “Oh, what did you have in mind. Remember, I’m still recovering.”

“I think I can find something that will please us both.” She slipped her hand up his boxers and found him hard already.

“I have a confession. I really like watching you bathe,” he said with a chuckle.

“Good.” She shifted closer and started pulling his boxers off. He held his legs up to help her, and she pulled them off and tossed them aside.

“This”—she took him in her hands—“is something I thought I’d never have.”

“My cock?” he asked in a low tone. “Cuz you can have it anytime you want.”

She laughed. “No, desire. Want.” She leaned in and ran her tongue over him before taking him fully into her mouth.

She had no clue what she was doing, but figured she’d try a few things. Each time he groaned with pleasure, she continued to explore him.