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 chest.Her fingers

this one

branch scraping me," he

checked every one, this bath would never end." Her ears warmed, and

braced on the edge

wash him, from the broad curve of his back to the

you need to check there too?" His voice was

at the corner of

froze midair, her cheeks

check carefully." His tone softened further, a husky edge that sent a shiver

fingers trembled but pressed on, gliding

his right outer thigh bore a faint scar, still tinged

gaze flickered, lips pressing together as

The back-and-forth motion became

pulling her fully into his

nose brushing her earlobe, the warm breath fanning her

me do

gently

myself." She resumed, carefully spreading the foam over every

his waist, he let out