Bohannon shifted so that he could fall beside her. Still panting like a dog that'd run miles. "You ain't got to thank me for that. Was my pleasure." In more ways than one. He was good and spent. He wasn't sure when the last time he was that spent from sex was.
He rest an arm across his forehead. "Don't reckon that shower did neither one of us any good." To the contrary they'd both seemed to get riled up even more than they had been, and now he was sure he smelled like he'd been doing nothing but having sex for days.