Page 74 of Property of Camo

“Your woman?” I cock a brow at him and holy shit, the way he moves toward me like a lion stalking his prey makes my pussy gush.

He leans down, dropping his fists onto the bed on either side of my head, making his biceps bulge in that delicious way. His intense eyes are locked on mine as he closes the gap between us.

Licking his lips, he butterfly touches his lips to mine.

“Yes, my woman.”

He pushes off the bed, pulling the bedding off my body, before gently helping me to my feet. With my hand in his, he leads me into the bathroom, then starts the shower. While we wait for the water to warm up, he turns to face me, keeping a smile on his face.

With deft fingers, he unbuttons my pajama top and drops it to the floor, leaving me completely topless. His eyes track the small bandage that sits at my side where they had to put the drain in after my lung collapsed in the attack. After spending a few days in the hospital, I found breathing became easier and easier every day.

I have always been a quick healer. Clark thinks that I have witch or pixie blood in my veins, as I heal so fast.

My eyes widen when Reece sinks to his knees, his big hands gripping the waistband of my sweats and pulling them down my legs. With the one side of his mouth tilted up, he leans in, keeping eye contact, and kisses my stomach, just below my belly button, and my stomach flips.

Like an animal stalking his prey, he climbs back to his feet, his fingertips gently brushing over the outside of my thighs, making me shiver.

“You do not play fair, Mr. Copeland,” I pant.

Damn traitorous body.

His grin widens, sending a new wave of lust through me. Damn it.

“I said that we would not have sex until you trusted me; I never said anything about me playing fair until you decide.” He winks.

Helping me into the shower, I stand in front of him, letting this beast of a man wash my body gently, and he never makes it sexual. Just a man taking care of his woman. I am grateful for that, because like I said, I am not sure that I can forgive him, yet.

In time, maybe, but right now the pain is still raw.

I have often thought that if I did not catch him fucking the club girl, I would not be feeling like this, that I would have bottled up what I was feeling and forced myself to move on, but seeing and hearing about something are two very different things.

Everyone handles every situation differently and no one will tell me otherwise.

Once we are done with the shower and I can breathe easier knowing that Reece is no longer naked and standing behind me, or in front of me giving me the perfect view of his chiseled body, I can calm my body down.

He smirks when he looks at me so he knows what he is doing but makes no move to stop the little touches.

Now we are in the club’s kitchen, and I am sitting at the table gawking at him like a fish out of water, as he makes me breakfast.

“Baby, close your mouth, you know I like it when it is open like that. It gives me ideas.”

“Pig.”

He places a plate in front of me, and I look down seeing scrambled eggs that look so freaking fluffy, crispy bacon, and some toast. It may not be much but coming from this man who not so long ago wanted nothing to do with me unless I was giving him free pussy, this is fucking huge. Like monumentally huge.

“Dig in. Delaney is on her way. She will keep you company while I go to church to find this cunt who hurt you.”

Suddenly my stomach tenses and I lose my appetite.

“Hey, you are safe. Clark is safe, we have prospects watching him, and I forgot to tell you this, but Tate and Eva have Aston.” I gasp, my eyes filling with tears.

Oh my God, he is safe. Finally.

It is like a huge weight has been lifted off my body.

My heart aches that I am not the one taking care of him but I know that Tate and Eva will do whatever they can to make him feel safe and supported.

“You will see him later, when they bring him here. Tate has filed an emergency order to have the boy removed due to the attack; plus, someone saw that fucker hit the boy. He added another mark to his ‘hit count’ also.”

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