I’m just starting to soap up when I feel a draft of cold air. I give a little squeal when someone steps into the shower with me. Travis. Totally naked and now as wet as I am. “What are you doing?” I ask, my shock turning into giggles. “Takin’ a shower. Figured you’d use all the hot water, so I better share.” His tone is warm and teasing, and I love the sound of it. He’s not like this very often. “And you didn’t think about asking first?” “You don’t wanna share?” He takes the soap from my hand. “I can help you clean up real good.”
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