'Creepy,' he thought to himself. Well, it didn't seem like she minded how clingy and creepy he was around her. He would just continue until she says otherwise.

  "So, this is why you smell so nice," he commented out of the blue. She turned a little to look at him.

  "Do you want to use it too?" she asked lightly, but then she scrunched up her brow. "You'll smell like me… but you won't smell like yourself. I like how you smell."

  He gave her a pleasant smile. "I feel the same way."

  Usually, they would have loved if the other person smelled like them and it was natural for couples to mark their other half that way, but… Katherine and Cage appreciated how unique they were. Sometimes? Yeah, they wouldn't mind indulging and smelling like the other, but not always. Wasn't the scent of someone's body all about pheromones?

  Katherine was thinking curiously about this when she felt him push her in the line of the water. She squeezed her eyes shut and let him wash the soap from her hair.

  "Open your eyes," he instructed finally. She did, even though squinting, almost scared that her eyes would burn. "You have little faith!" he grinned.

  "Hey, this is a huge step in our relationship. Following your instruction and believing you when you said there is no more shampoo in my hair? Sign of great trust!"

  "Hush. We need to put conditioner in your hair," he said, smirking. She looked at him strangely. "I love my hair too much and I want it to be super nice all the time. I will treat your hair the same, of course. You have beautiful hair."

  'It is so soft and silky,' he thought.

  "Ah!" she yelled. He retreated, thinking he had hurt her somehow. "I'll have to run my hand through your hair properly later. It has been my dream to find out if it feels as amazing as it looks."

  "You've run your hand through my hair and tried to tear it out of my scalp today…" he trailed off, his tone filled with innuendo.

  "I wasn't concentrating." She nodded sagely.

  She returned the favor, lathering his body and making sure every nook was clean. She even cleaned his c.o.c.k properly, gently stroking it with soap.

  Despite his intentions, he was hard and found his breathing become rapid. It was the same as her. Neither of them wanted to do anything about their arousal, just enjoy and take care of each other. When she had washed him off, he pressed her against the tile.

  It felt cold against her skin, but she didn't mind it when he raised her in his arms and held her securely against him. It was a slow and steady kiss, just meant for the intimacy of the moment, to get to know one another and nothing more. Their lips stroked and ventured, exploring the other with curiosity rather than need. It went on for what seemed like hours and a fleeting moment at the same time. The water had cooled and it rolled off their bodies. She shivered despite his lips against her and he paused.

  His head was resting against hers as he sucked in a deep breath.

  "Cold?" he said softly, not letting her go. She nodded softly, making him smile. Taking the opportunity, he cradled her in his arms in bridal style and helped her out of the bathroom. Placing her on the dry mat outside, he leaned over and wrapped her hair in a towel and then slowly and softly dried her skin. He didn't care about himself, keeping all his focus on her. He even helped her into his clothes.

  Katherine looked at herself in the mirror and then tucked a wet lock of hair that had escaped the towel behind her ear. She looked different… more content. She knew that was not possible, but it was what she felt. She saw him silently dressing behind her and she watched in rapt attention.

  Once he was done, he picked her up again and took her back to the bathroom.

  "You're very strong," she complimented, touching his bicep and squeezing. He burst out into laughter when he heard the admiration in her voice.

  "I'll let my trainer know that his grueling training has led to you being impressed by my strength." She pouted. She really wanted to see what other tricks he could use. She wouldn't mind him lifting her up and putting his c.o.c.k in her the next time they shower together, either.

  "I'll make sure to praise him if I ever meet him in person." Cage quirked his brow.

  "You'll meet him but I will have to protect you from him. He'll see you and think that you are the perfect client to show off to the world," he sighed. Katherine glared at him. Was that supposed to be a compliment or was he telling her that she needed to work out? "You have the perfect body. To have you as a client would get him clout."

  Katherine laughed through her nose. "Glib mouthed," she commented.

  "Can I propose shower s.e.x for next time?" he pouted. She smirked at him and nodded.

  "I was going to ask the same." He placed her on the bed and looked around.

  "Come, let's sleep for a bit before we do anything else. You need some rest," he said, placing a finger on her cheek. He pulled on the towel on her hair and let her hair fall. He quickly dried her hair and then pushed her back onto the bed. "Sleep," he said, placing her hair in a halo around her head on the pillow.

  She watched him do as he pleased.

  "Air drying is the best to keep your nutrients in." She nodded. He was the expert with perfect hair, she would take his word for it.

  As she drifted off to sleep, she remembered that there was only that day left for them and then they wouldn't meet for some time. She reminded herself to cherish the moments they spent together and try not to think about the time apart. They would slowly figure it out.

  She felt the warmth of his chest against her back and finally lost to her heavy eyelids.