Revenge With My Undercover Cop Hubby

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Chapter 224 Zev Disliked His Body

After dinner, Kelly gently tucked Jasper into bed.

Once the little one was settled and asleep, Kelly turned her attention to the big

baby.

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Zev stubbornly refused to undress, adamantly avoiding the shower no matter how much Kelly urged him.

Reuniting with him had been far more overwhelming than she had anticipated. Even now, her fingertips tingled, her cheeks flushed, and her heart raced with excitement. It was more energizing than a cup of strong coffee, and sleep felt distant, almost impossible.

She couldn't let herself feel tired.

She feared that if she allowed herself to fall asleep, she'd wake up and realize it was all just a dream.

In the bathroom, Zev sat on the toilet seat like a wounded animal, reluctant to take the first step and get into the shower.

"Take off your clothes," Kelly said softly, stepping closer, ready to assist him.

Zev gripped her hand, not meeting her gaze.

They stood there, frozen in silence, neither of them willing to speak.

They both knew what had happened in the past two years, but neither dared bring

it up. It was as if they were both afraid to touch on the wounds that still lingered.

"Come on..." Kelly coaxed gently.

Perhaps it was because she was so used to comforting Jasper.

Zev hesitated before meeting her eyes. The red-rimmed look in his gaze spoke volumes, full of suppressed

emotions.

smile. "What are you

Zev

his forehead, both

was even alive, yet here he

muscle mass, the fact that he had survived on nothing but nutritional supplements- barely eating or

want to see,"

me," Zev muttered, bracing himself for her

northern man. A soldier through and through, his looks

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energy fill the space between them... Kelly smiled to herself, shaking

deep breath, mentally bracing himself, and pulled

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roots or the long hospital stay, out of the sun. His complexion was now the kind of pale that would make

the hoodie onto the floor, still sitting on the toilet,

he disliked what

more attractive than most runway models. The only issue was, he couldn't accept this "weaker" version of

runway models? You look just like them. You're

his

Zev muttered, still seeing himself

across from the neighborhood. I'll go with you. I'll make you some healthy meals. How does that sound?" Kelly continued, trying

years apart, and now he seemed to be acting like a

met her gaze, and in one swift motion, pulled her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her. "Honey, my hands feel so much

about the rest of you?" Kelly whispered teasingly, moving closer,

nor did she have a natural

need to say much. Her presence, the way

Zev smirked, his fingers threading through her hair as he pulled her in

shower turned on, filling

emotions raw. It had been so long since they were together,

a way no one could

it felt like they were

"Zev..."

"I'm here..."

as she whispered

"Zeu