Fall'n For The New Guy | | Harrison Reid

Chapter 127

Once the water was cleared of any sharks, people went back in. I looked at Harrison, worry written all over my face.

"Do we really want to go back in?" I asked him, my hand resting on my belly. I couldn't shake the fear... If that shark had attacked, it could've bitten me somewhere crucial. Even if it didn't hit my stomach or side, the blood loss alone could've been enough to kill the baby. But it wasn't just that..I couldn't bear the thought of something happening to Harrison either. The idea of losing him, of watching helplessly as he was pulled under, made my chest tighten.

Harrison hesitated, glancing back at the water. We had already seen so much. Schools of vibrant fish, a massive sea turtle gliding past, even a stingray buried in the sand. It had been an incredible experience, but after coming face-to-face with a shark, the excitement had turned into something else.

He let out a slow breath and shook his head. "I don't know," he admitted. "I mean, it's probably safe now, but..." His eyes flicked to my belly, and I saw his expression harden. "I don't want to risk it. Not with you and the baby."

He reached for my hand, squeezing it gently. "We've already seen so much. Maybe we just sit this one out?"

I nod in agreement and sit down as Harrison helps me take off my flippers. I'm shocked that most people went back in—tiger sharks are no joke.

Harrison sits beside me, pulling me close and rubbing my back. "You alright?" he asks.

I nod. "Yeah, just a bit shaken still."

He presses a kiss to my forehead. "I'd do anything to keep you both safe...even if it meant putting myself in front of you if that shark had attacked."

My chest tightens at the thought. "If you died, I would never forgive myself."

Harrison exhales softly, resting his forehead against mine. "But I couldn't just stand by and let anything happen to you. To either of you." His hand moves to my stomach, warm and steady. "You and this baby are my whole world."

I blink back tears, overwhelmed by the weight of it all..the fear, the relief, the love. "I don't want to lose you," I whisper.

"You won't," he promises. "We're in this together."

For a while, we just sit there, listening to the waves lapping against the boat, the laughter of the others in the water. But neither of us moves to join them. We've already had our adventure for the day.

~

We head back to our room, grateful for the time to ourselves. With only 4 days here, today is just about recovering from the long flight and the unexpected encounter with the shark. Well now we have 3 days left

Once we're back, I step into the shower, letting the warm water cascade over me. I wash my hair, working the shampoo through before rinsing it out and following with conditioner. Then I just stand there, eyes closed, letting the water rain down on me, washing away the lingering tension.

I hear the shower door open and feel Harrison's hands on me, his touch slow and deliberate as they roam from my breasts to my stomach. I lean into him, sighing softly.

He grabs a washcloth, lathers it with soap, and begins to glide it gently across my skin. I close my eyes, soaking in the comfort, the tenderness of his touch. He washes my thighs, then moves up to my back, his hands steady and soothing.

I turn around, rinsing the suds off my skin. "I'm glad you and the baby are okay," he murmurs, his voice soft.

"And I'm glad you're okay," I say, reaching up to take his chin in my hand before pressing a gentle kiss to his lips.

He wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer, deepening the kiss. The water pours down over us as his hands roam my body, fingers tangling in my hair. He presses me against the glass, his lips breaking away just long enough for a breathless sigh to escape me.

He picks me up, and a little yelp escapes my lips at the sudden movement. I giggle, wrapping my legs around him as he holds me effortlessly.

"You'll always be safe with me," he whispers, his breath warm against my skin. He trails soft kisses along my jaw, up to my cheek, then back to my lips, each one sending a shiver through me.

My heart flutters in my chest as he moves lower, his lips brushing over my collarbone before making his way down to my breasts. He takes one into his mouth, suckling gently, and a soft moan slips from my lips. My eyes drift shut, my head resting against the glass behind me as warmth floods my body.

I thread my fingers through his wet hair, my back arching slightly as his hands explore my body with slow, deliberate touches. The steady stream of water cascades over us, mixing with the heat building between us.

Harrison presses me firmly against the glass, his body flush against mine, the warmth of his skin sending shivers down my spine. His lips find my neck again, kissing, nibbling, his breath hot against my damp skin. I tilt my head, giving him more access as a deep moan slips from me, my chest rising and falling in anticipation.

His hands slide down my sides, gripping my hips as he pulls me against him, making me feel just how much he wants me. My legs tremble slightly, but he steadies me, his strong arms holding me in place as he continues to tease my skin with his mouth.

The contrast of heat and chill sends a wave of sensation through me. His lips crash against mine again, hungry and desperate, his tongue teasing mine in a rhythm that makes my breath hitch.

I roll my hips against him, craving more, the ache between us undeniable. He groans into my mouth, gripping me tighter as the steam from the shower swirls around us, enclosing us in our own world where nothing else exists just the heat, the passion, the overwhelming need for each other.

"Harrison," I breathe against his lips, my nails digging into his shoulders as he moves against me, teasing, torturing, making me beg for more.

His lips ghost over my ear, his voice rough and full of promise. "Let's take this to the bed," he whispers before carrying me out of the shower, dripping, breathless, and completely lost in each other.