[ He laughed at the memory, and for once simply enjoyed the fall of hot water against his skin while he held Justine -- nowhere to be after this, and no one to answer to but himself. Kind of a nice feeling.

In fact, he leaned back into her, and ran the tips of his fingers over the smooth line of her thigh. ]

You know, it was actually pretty fun. ...But a late mornin' in with ya sounds even better. Want me to make breakfast?