"Yeah." Eliot joined Candy in the shower. He moved into the stream of the water, letting it cascade over him from the front. He turned his face into it, letting the water soak him from head to toe. He turned around, and put his hands to his hair to push it back from his face.
Beating up the thugs he'd gone after did little to ease his stress, but Sophie had been able to calm him down. And now, this. Being with Candy had a certain effect on him. She understood him in all the little ways he didn't understand himself.