Laughing when Bill mimicked her, which meant they were both now starkers, Dora considered for a moment exactly how they were supposed to get out of the tub now, but it didn't really matter. A little skin never hurt anyone. "It's the perfect bloody temperature," she agreed, twirling around in the water. "Wonder how they do it."
Swimming toward him from behind and setting her hands on his shoulders, she wrapped her legs around his waist and set her chin on his shoulder, so they were both looking in the same direction. She wasn't being very nice and she knew it, but she didn't want them to have too many distractions. "I want to talk to you about something," she said, adjusting herself so her arms were wrapped loosely around his shoulders. She nuzzled the crook of his neck, surprised by how easy all of this was. How easy just being around him was. She never had to worry about whether or not she was doing the right thing or whether or not he approved, and it was brilliant. "I was thinking it's about time we ought to consider sex."