Chapter Seventeen

Reese’s POV

Reese lay in the bathtub with a glass of wine on the step next to her. Her eyes were closed and she inhaled the lavender and jasmine blended oils. Her body was relaxed and true to her word, she hadn’t had any waxing done.

She felt blissfully tired and her eyes snapped open as the bathroom door was opened. Troy leaned against the doorway and folded his arms across his chest. Reese didn’t move, she was covered by the bubbles.

“Good day?” Troy asked her.

“It was okay,” Reese replied and closed her eyes again.

“Mine was somewhat distracting.” Reese opened her eyes again and watched the stupid smirk on Troy’s face. Her eyes trailed lower to the bulge in his pants and then she looked up again into Troy’s eyes. Reese stood up in the tub and stepped out onto the step.

Troy’s breath hitched in his throat and his eyes didn’t leave her once. She walked right up to him and his arms fell to his sides, his fists clenched tight. Reese licked her lower lip and pulled the towel from the ra