[She doesn't take long in the shower. That would just lead to musing over what she could have done differently earlier in the night. She also tossed the clothes she was wearing. It was wasteful, but she didn't want to deal with washing out the blood. She wouldn't want to wear those clothes again.
Instead, what time she does spend under the water she spends thinking about Reid as predicted. His hands. His kiss. His smile.
He's dangerous. She didn't expect to get this attached. She never saw him coming. But here he is. The question is will he stay?
She steps out of the shower again, wrapping a towel around her head to keep water from dripping out of her hair and she wraps another one around her body. She didn't actually take clothes with her, so it's back to the room she goes.]