*Shwaa…*
Hot water poured over my bare shoulders and ran down my naked body in steady streams. I tilted my head back and let it wash over my neck and chest. Both hands moved slowly along my arms, then across my stomach, rubbing the warm water into my skin.
"Ahhh… it feels so good." The quiet words left my lips while the heat worked its way into tired muscles. After the long night with Ezra and the heavy thoughts of the morning, the shower felt like a small reset.
I turned the knob off for a moment, picked up the scrubber, and squeezed a thick line of shower gel onto it. Soft foam built quickly as I scrubbed my shoulders, arms, and the curve of my back. Yesterday's sweat, the leftover scent of sex, and the faint smell of the kitchen all began to wash away under the white bubbles.
