"I hate to break the mood, but I have to finish the dishes," she mumbled into his shoulder.
"They'll still be there tomorrow," he said into her hair.
"Exactly. Doing dishes tomorrow is seriously gonna cut into my Danny time," she argued. "You still have tomorrow off, yes?"
"Far as I can tell."
"Not on call or anything like that?"
"Nope."
"Good," she smiled. "Then let me do the dishes while you take a shower."
"Why should I take a shower?" he asked, not wanting to let her go. She belonged in his arms.
"You smell sterile," she answered.
Danny laughed softly. "How is taking a shower going to make me smell less sterile?"
"Because my soap smells like fruit and my shampoo smells like . . . other stuff. You won't have that fresh from the lab scent, but it's better that way," she explained patiently. "On top of that, once I'm finished in here, I'll join you there."
"Sounds nice," he said, finally conceding defeat. Once she was cleaning, she wouldn't stop until the task was finished to her satisfaction.
"Then go," she whispered. She looked up into his cobalt eyes and took his glasses off. She kissed the tip of his nose and gently pushed him away.
He could feel that stupid smile, the one he only smiled for her it seemed, spread across his face as he made his way down the hall towards the bathroom.
He opened the door and saw that she had a towel set out for him on the counter by the sink. He loosened his tie with one hand and shrugged off his suit jacket while adjusting the water temperature with his other hand. He let the water warm up as he removed the rest of his clothing and squinted at his reflection in the mirror.
He ran his hand through his blonde hair and shrugged. He stepped into the tub and pulled the tab on the faucet to start the shower water. He flinched a bit as the steaming water met his skin. He reached for the bar of soap resting on the soap dish and smiled. It did smell fruity. Like coconut. He smiled and lathered up.
"Almost done?" she asked from the doorway.
He nodded to himself. "Yeah."
She pushed the curtain aside and stepped into the tub with him.
"Really?"
He shook his head and wrapped his arms around her, holding her body close, feeling her slick skin against his own.
"You're so perfect," he whispered into her hair.
"Mmm."
"Mmm," he echoed.
"You're so tense," she said over the pounding water.
"Comes with the territory," he replied as she began gently massaging his
shoulders beneath the water.
His hands were caressing her back, her hips, anywhere they could reach. He buried his face in her neck and began gently tracing the trail of a water drop down the line of her pulse. He smiled when he felt her shiver against him.
"You're supposed to be relaxing," she snapped playfully, kneading the taught muscles of his back.
"Kissing you helps me relax," he replied and placed a soft kiss against her lips.
In truth, he was becoming a bit sleepy. It had been a long couple of days in the lab and he hadn't been able to spend as much time with her as he would've liked.
He wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly to him beneath the warm, soothing water.
"Danny," she muttered, "you're crushing me."
He merely nodded against the top of her head and kissed her forehead.
"Come on," she said and rubbed his shoulders. "Let's get out and go to bed, okay?"
"Okay," he said softly and released her. She turned the water off and swept the shower curtain aside. She reached for the towel but Danny reached out and stopped her.
He spun her in his arms and ground his mouth against hers. He turned with her in his arms and pressed her back against the shower wall.
"Danny," she said breathlessly.
"Don't say anything," he instructed and replaced his mouth on hers again.