Ennis used his hands to bring water up to his chest, letting it cascade down his shoulders arms, and back. He sighed, and rolled his head back and forth. Tension cracked and popped in his neck and shoulders.
After a long silence, Ennis eased back, settling himself against Jack, his head to Jack's shoulder. He needed to feel secure as much as he needed to possess. As much as he'd loved his wife, she never made him feel safe, not the way that Jack could. When he was in Jack's arms, nothing else mattered.