“You’re welcome sweetie.” Jack whispered back, voice barely audible over the sound of the running water. He gently brushed a few loose hairs off of her back as he washed further down her spine, dabbing the sponge against her lower back. “An-anything for you.”
Her shivering increased when his hand lowered, her hands tugging on her wet hair as she bit her lower lip. She tried to focus on the fear that the hot water might run out and turned to look at him slightly. “I-I’m not taking away from your shower?” she asked softly.
“Of course not.” he replied gently, smiling down at her as the water now washed over the two of them. He lifted his hand, the one without the sponge, and gently traced his fingers down her jaw gently. “You’re m-making this the best shower ever.”
Jack Maple 