It was nine o'clock the next morning when I finally woke up. I looked at Scout who was still sound asleep and still completely exposed. I shot a look across the room to see if Frank came back and sure enough he was lying on the bed staring at her. I immeadiately covered her up with a bedsheet and walked over to him.

"How long have you been here, man?"

"Since midnight. No wonder you liked that bar across the street so much; it's nice. Did you fuck her?"

"No, I didn't."

"I'm proud of you, man," he said as he shook my hand. "What happened though?"

"She wasn't ready and I wasn't going to force it."

"Wow, you must really love her."

"She was my best friend."

"So what's her story?"

"Tell you in the bathroom," I said as I got up. Frank got up and followed me. I turned on the shower so not only could the water run to hot but so I can tell him what I know without her hearing me, I hope. Frank eagerly sits on the can and waits for me to begin.

"Listen," I said, still whispering. "She took a trip home over the summer and she was engaged to be married. He called out another girl's name during sex and they are no longer together."

"So he was cheating?"

"No, he wanted to change her name," I said, dripping with sarcasm and then slapped his knee. "Of course he was cheating!"

"Oww!"

"That didn't hurt."

"Yeah, it did."

"Sorry," I said. I wasn't sorry. "Anyway, I think there's more to the story but she's not telling me."

"Her father still alive?"

"Yes. Her mother died when she was only two..."

"I don't care about her mother. A lot of times it's the fathers that give daughters a hard time."

"Atticus couldn't give Scout a hard time even if he wanted to and she deserved it."

"Who's Atticus?"

"Her father, you idiot!"

"Who the hell names their kid, Atticus?"

"Apparently Americans do, Einstein."

"I always knew your people were strange."

"And yours aren't?"

"Hey, don't you be saying shit! I've got Mafia connections!"

"Like hell you do," I say, laughing. I knew he was lying because he couldn't lie to save his own ass. Didn't help that he threatened me like that with a smile.

"Dill, are you in there?" Scout asked as she knocked on the door. Shit, she was up.

"Yeah, sweetheart," I replied. "I was showing Frank here how to use the shower. Come on in."

"Well, not if he's going to be in the shower, Dill."

"I just wanted to know so I can take one later," Frank piped up. I was proud of him; he successfully lied for once. "I'm a night shower person."

"Okay," she says as she walked in the room. She was wearing the sheet off the bed and she sort of blushed when she saw Frank. It was so endearing I had to smile. Frank got off the toilet and gave Scout's cheek a kiss before he headed out.

"He's nice," she said as she shut the door behind her.

"He is very nice," I agreed.

"Are you going to let the water run like that all day or what?"

"Oh," I said. I didn't even think about that. "Do you want to take a shower?"

"Do you?"

"I'm asking you."

"I could take one. Want to join me?"

"Sure," I said. I was getting excited again despite all my intentions of being a gentleman. "Here, you get in first."

"Don't mind if I do," she said as she literally shook off the bedsheet she was wearing. God, she was sexy. I pulled the shower door open for her as she stepped in.

"I just have to go do something real quick," I said as calm as possible.

"Okay," she said as she let the water pour on her.

I slowly closed the door and walked out the door as if nothing was about to happen. There was something about to happen though because why else would she want me to shower with her? I had to tell Frank to get lost.

"Oh man," he shrieked. "You two are going to shower together!"

"Yes, sir," I said as I strutted over to my side of the bed to get undressed.

"You are going to get it on!"

"You are going to get going!"

"Really?"

"Yeah," I said, incredulously. "You didn't think you were going to be allowed to stay and watch, did you?"

"Shit," he said as he began to undress himself. "Oh well, I could use some breakfast."

"There you go."

"Hey, remember what I told ya: Don't let her go."

"Remember that I said I wouldn't."

"Good."

That was when I walked away and into the bathroom. She smiled at me when I walked in and I smiled back at her. It was hotter than hell in that shower space but it did set the mood.

"I'm already washed up," she admitted as she handed me the bar of soap.

"You're quick," I said as I grabbed the soap from her.

For a minute, she just stood back and observed me wash myself. I was going to take my time despite myself and make her wait for it. She was going to be patient and wait for me. She's a good girl. It wasn't until I was rinsed off that she snuck behind me and started kissing my neck. I had a smile on my face a mile wide; it felt just that good. I turned around and pulled her close as I kissed her hard on the mouth.

"I'm ready now," she whispered.

"Me too," I said as I reached backwards to turn off the water. I unfortunately had to take her off me so I can grab a towel for her. I got out, wrapped it around her, and picked her up out of the shower. Her legs were slippery around my torso and it was a sensation I think we both enjoyed.

Without Frank's presence to worry about, I plopped her down on the bed and climbed on top of her. We did what people do when they're horny but felt what people feel when they are in love. It was the best sex I ever had.