"It might be if you ever grow an actual beard, but I'd rather have skin on my thighs," she teased softly, settling her butt on the counter. It took her a little squirming in her towel but Abi found a comfy position with him in between her open knees.
She reached up and cupped his cheeks in her hands, running her thumbs down his neck slightly. "Oh yeah, this should be okay. Can you grab your foam and the razor?" she asked, turning to her side and running the sink full of water, the hand towel by her other side