Billionaire's Match

Chapter 845

Khloe's hands slid around Nick's waist again, tracing every inch of him, even the smallest raised scars.

Then Khloe picked up the bath sponge, squeezed a generous amount of shower gel, and carefully spread the dense foam across his back.

"It hasn't hurt for a long time," Nick said softly, as if sensing her worry.

He glanced back and saw her eyes misted with steam, deep and concerned.

Holding her hand, he drew her to his chest.

The soapy hand gently pressed her chin.

"Weren't you going to wash me? Why aren't you moving?"

"I...just feel so bad.Even if you say it doesn't hurt, I still." Khloe murmured, hugging him tightly.

"It's all in the past now." Nick's voice was low, his thumb brushing away a streak of white foam from her cheek.

"But if you keep lingering like this...the water's going to get cold." He covered her hands over his, coaxing her like a child.

noticed another faint scar near his

one from?"

a branch scraping me," he

of small scratches like this.If you checked every one, this bath would never end." Her ears warmed, and she

He obeyed, hands braced on the

curve of his back to the narrow

to check there

tugged at the corner of

froze midair, her cheeks

His tone softened further, a husky edge that sent a shiver

fingers trembled but pressed on, gliding down his

right outer thigh bore a faint

pressing together as her fingertips

The back-and-forth motion became almost

grabbed her wrists, pulling her

he murmured, his nose brushing her earlobe, the

do it."

Khloe bit gently

you myself." She resumed, carefully spreading

he let out a