"The jet bubbles or foamy bubbles?" He was sure there was some feminine something or another under one of the bathroom sinks. He was sure he was going to have to pick up some toys at some point. But he hoped she'd be content for a little bit.
He turned the knob and pressed his back against the door to open it. "But you have to finish that first." Dean resisted the urge to bounce her on his arm. She was doing enough bouncing on her own.