She had her eyes closed, so she didn't notice that he was watching her, but she could feel him as he moved into the shower. She smiled and wrapped wet arms around his waist, looking up at him and biting her lip.
"And that's where you're wrong. It's you, so there." She tiptoed up a bit so she could kiss him, remembering their first date. She giggled a bit when she stopped kissing him. "This is our tradition, I think. Making out in the shower. It's something we should keep up with." She closed her eyes, letting her head rest on his chest while the hot water beat down on them. It was just as nice, if not nicer, than doing it in bed.