The rhythm of his movements is calming, almost hypnotic, as if he’s washing away more than just the day’s events. It’s like he’s cleansing away all of our doubts, fears, and the walls I’ve built by telling myself I’d never have this with another person. And the walls he built—telling himself that he’d never have me. I close my eyes and lean into his touch, surrendering to the sensation. The water runs down my face, and it feels really good after the long day I’ve had. I relax into his touch fully. This isn’t just about washing my hair. It’s about trust, vulnerability, and letting someone else
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