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THE MOMENT YOU WERE ALL WAITING FOR(hopefully)…

THE SHOWER SCENE

Chapter 25

With gentle hands on my hips, Lester guided me to the bathroom. He pushed the door shut behind us and locked it, probably because it was normal.

Turning back towards me, he locked eyes with me, his eyes searching mine. "You don't have to do this." He told me seriously.

I grinned. "I know, but I want to, lover boy."

He looked slightly shock, and I only smirked, and started peeling off my shirt. Once it was off, I noticed Lester still staring at me. "What?" I asked. "Do you shower with your clothes on?"

His trance seemed to be broken, and he managed to mumble an 'no'. He peeled off his shirt, and started on the buckle to his cargoes.

My back was aching, so I stretched slightly, then with a mental sigh I started pulling off my pants.

With both of us in our under garmets, he stepped around me carefully towards the shower, and turned the knobs, adjusting the temperature. With the water at a satisfactory temperature, he turned back towards me. His eyes were a darker green then usual, and he was obviously trying to hide, that, but he wasn't doing very well.

I cracked a small smile at that.

He stepped forward again, his hands coming up to frame my face, his eyes staring straight into mine. "You need to be sure about this." He said. "But you also need to know that you don't have to do this."

"Lester." I said, laughing quietly. "You already said that, and I'm positive. Plus," I added. "It's only a shower. I'll live."

He seemed to finally get it through his head, because his eyes darkened even farther, and he reached forward, his eyes searching mine for permission, as he went for the clasp on my bra. I nodded with a deep breath, and he undid the clasp, then slowly pulled it from my arms, his eyes fighting to stay on mine.

My heart was racing, almost beating out of my chest, I was so nervous.

Lester's POV

A minute later, we were stepping into the shower. I had finished undressing her and taken off my boxers already. The warm water ran down her bruised back, and down my front. I leaned forward to give her neck a sweet kiss, and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her up against my naked chest carefully. I didn't want to hurt her, but I loved the way she felt.

I gave her neck another kiss, and after a few minutes, released her. "Will you turn around?" I asked her.

She shook her head giving me a shakey. 'No.'

I brought my hand up to stroke her hair, running my hands through the wet tangles. "Do you mind if I wash your hair?" I asked reaching for the shampoo bottle.

She shook her head again, as if say in no I don't mind.

'Thank god.' I mentally said.

I squeezed shampoo onto my hands, and rubbed them together gently, then put it on her scalp, and started mixing it with the rest of her hair, until I was massaging her head, causing the soap to foam up more. I untangled her hair again, and spoke again, quietly. "Will you turn around? I need to wash the soap out of your hair." I told her, giving a reason to repeat the question.

She was silent; her body still as stone. Slowly, her body shifter ever so slightly to the side. I brushed the soapy strand of hair from her face and turned her the rest of the way around, still being gentle.

Her arms were up over her chest; one finger in her mouth as it looked like she bit at her nail. Her eyes were firmly planted on my chest, not moving at all, and all I could think was that she had suddenly become this innocent and vulnerable person instead of the brave, strong person I knew. With careful hands, I pulled her finger from her mouth, not making any attempt to move her arms, and tilted her head back so her hair was under the water. Her eyes were brought up to mine, and she briefly closed them before opening them back up.

I ran my hands through her hair, letting the soap run from it. When I was satisfied that the soap was all gone, I tilted her head back to normal, but she kept her eyes on mine. As I reached for the conditioner, I couldn't help but let my eyes briefly take in the sight of her body.

She had soft curves, and she looked feminine, but you could easily see that she was built, her form muscularly sculpted.

Without missing a beat, I pulled the conditioner up, and did the same as I had with the shampoo, rubbing it on my hands, then messaging it into her scalp. I took a step back, and pulled her with me, then traded places. I quickly rubbed some shampoo into my hair, and leaned into the water to get it out. I did the same with the conditioner, quickly rinsing it out. I switched out places back around and tipped her head back into the water, I pulled my hands through her hair, enjoying the softness.

It was still silent, and with her hair done, I could tell she was slightly uncomfortable. When she went to look down at her feet, she blushed furiously, and simply stared at my chest.

I had a huge grin plastered on my face.

I grabbed the loofa, and poured some body wash on it, then rubbed it a bit so it foamed. Cara's eyes locked on the puff of foam covering the black loofa, then looked up to me slightly worried. "Don't worry." I mumble.

I placed it on her shoulder, and scrubbed in a small circle until I had covered the whole shoulder, then trailed to the other. I ran it playfully across the arms that covered her chest, and back to the clear shoulder. Once coating that one, I turned her so she was back to me again, and continued with small circles until her whole back was covered. I trailed down her leg lightly, then the other, but stopped when she seemed uncomfortable.

I kissed her clean neck as I wrapped myself around her, and stepped us under the water. The water ran down us, and I found myself lost in the feeling. The soap running down her, tickling my chest. I hung the loofa up, and ran my bare hands down the arms that had finally come to rest at her sides. I leaned my head on her shoulder, and spoke quietly into her neck. "Your gorgeous, Cara."

Her arm reached out and shut the water as I heard her mumble something like 'and your blind.' With a slight sigh, I pulled away, and pulled the curtain open. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist, then grabbed another, and turned back to Cara. He had her arms up again, and I tried not to notice the way her legs were pressed together. I managed to get the towel so that I was holding it behind her, then I wrapped it around her, making her finally lift her arms from her.

I lead her back to the bathroom, then quickly went back in and changed into a clean pair of boxers. She stood in the room, biting her lip, towel held tightly around her. "Uhhhh…" She stuttered when I came out. "I don't have any clothes here."

I smiled and nodded, silently walking to the door to the apartment.

Cara's POV

He walked from the room without the least care of what the cameras saw, and as the door to his room shut, I saw him enter my apartment with no trouble. A minute later, he returned with a pile of clothes. "I just randomly grabbed a few things from each draw." He admitted, handing me the pile.

"Thanks."

"No problem." He said. "I figured you didn't want to walk across the hallway in just the towel."

With that, I disappeared into the bathroom. I dropped the towel when the door locked, and I set the pile of clothes on the closed toilet seat. I had a few pairs of underwear and a few bras, then some t-shirts, and a pair of cargos, along with my black flannel PJ's. I slipped on some underwear and a bra, then the black flannel pants, that were checked with different sized white stripes, and added a plain black T-shirt. I bent forward, shook my head, and flung it back, hoping that that helped place it.

I place everything in a pile just outside the bathroom door, and I walked over to Lester, slightly shy, and sore. "I know I'm tired, but first, I'd like to put some crème on that bruise." He said.

"Okay."

"Come on." He said, dragging me into the kitchen. He lifted me effortlessly onto the island counter top, and started to rummage around a cabinet above the sink, and came back with a bottle of crème. He walked around to the opposite side of the counter. He pulled the shirt up slightly, and rubbed on a thick layer of it, then dropped the shirt back over it.

He grabbed a bottle from another cabinet, and popped out some pills. "That's gonna hurt like a bitch in the morning." He told me, handing me two pills. I looked at them, then popped them in my mouth and swallowing them dry.

Back in the bedroom, he motioned for me to lie down, and he did a quick sweep of the apartment, turning off lights, and checking the lock on the door. When he came back in the only light on was the one on the end table, and he crawled in next to me. I was just kind of sitting there on the covers, not quite sure of what to do. It wasn't like we hadn't slept in the same bed together; but every other time we hadn't just showered together.

I heard him sigh from beside me as I sat there, looking around the room covered in shadows.

I turned to look at him, he was propped up on his elbow, looking at me curiously, but intensely. "Come here." He said quietly, one arm extended.

I bit the inside of my lip, and crawled over. His arm wrapped around my waist, and pulled on top of him, so I was resting on his chest. With a quiet sigh of my own, I rested my cheek against his warm body. He kissed the top of my head and then the room went dark. I felt a sheet come over us as the muscles in his chest rippled beneath my cheek. "Night Cara." He said.

With that I fell into a rested sleep.

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Okay, so that's all for now. I am EXAUSTED. Yawns I've been writing this all week, and it's 3 ½ pages long. I'm sad for the shortness, but I have one school day free after school, and the weekends. I babysit Isabelle and Sula Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday is Volleyball, and on Thursday I help run the two girls' troop. This week, I wont even have Monday. Wimpers it's sad, I know. 

Okay, so I have to freak about this. I went to my Memere's and Pepere's to visit them with my mom, and I was telling Memere how excited I was that after only a month and a half of consistent babysitting, I had 200 dollars in my account. Guess what she said. 'maybe you could help your mother pay her bills then' and she went off to dis mom on every money choice she's ever made. Dear lord, I was ready to rip her head off. We only saw her for 30 minutes, and she was already insulting her. URGH!

I promise to write more soon.  Also, quick thing, today, I got a plant I'm going to be growing, it's a Hyacinth. It's pink and purple, and it's growing in the fridge. Seriously, it says the fridge is a great place to place it, just not near fruits, they emmit some kind of gas that harms the bulb.  I'm siked!

See ya next week with a longer chapter, at least as page longer. 

Press that little button that says 'Go' please! For my sake. I loved the 7 reviews! Really, it made me so happy, I wrote this chapter.  I made the whole thing the shower scene too!  If that's a good thing.

Erin Out.