Ellie gaped at me for a moment and then moved so fast I didn’t have a prayer. She grabbed the spray nozzle connected to the faucet, pointed it straight at me, and turned it on full blast. The yelp that escaped as the freezing-cold water hit my chest was anything but masculine, but it couldn’t be helped. I dove for Ellie, and she shrieked as I wrestled the nozzle from her hands, keeping an arm around her waist so she couldn’t escape.
