Drawing in a deep breath he eased up to the tub. Holding it he slipped the curtain back and eased in behind her. Taking the soap as she reached for it. He knew the move was bold. Bolder than she would expect. And if the thought of her being naked had formed a knot in his throat, the actual sight was setting his body aflame.
Stepping forward he brushed his lips over the back of her neck, after sweeping her wet hair to one side. He hadn't said where that third kiss would be, after all. He worked a lather with the bar, between his hands. Once good and soaped up he eased them up along her back.