Page 185 of Property of Bob

“You sure?”

“Yes.”

“I can keep holding you.”

“I know you can.”

“You don’t sound impressed.”

She stared at me. “Bob, you literally just had sex with me while holding me off the ground. I am very impressed.”

“Good.”

“But if you don’t put me down soon, we’re going to run out of hot water.”

I slowly lowered her until her feet hit the shower floor. “Thank you.” She looked me up and down and reached for the shampoo.

I leaned back against the wall and watched her.

She squirted some into her palm, then caught me staring. “You’re doing it again.”

“I like looking at you, doll. You can’t be mad about that.”

She splashed water at me.

I laughed and grabbed the soap.

This felt normal.

I liked waking up with her. I liked hearing her rave about Piney’s food. I liked finding her sitting at the bar talking to Pearl, Shay, or McKayla. I liked that she gave me shit. I liked that when I walked into a room, I looked for her.

And I really fucking liked having her naked in my shower.

She tilted her head back and rinsed her hair.

“What?” she asked without opening her eyes.

“How do you know I’m looking at you?”

“I can feel it.”

“That’s weird.”

“No. You’re just not subtle.”

“Never claimed to be.”

She wiped water from her face and opened her eyes. “You better get to washing yourself. We can’t be spending over an hour in the shower.”

“Okay, okay,” I laughed. “We can just continue this later.”

She rolled her eyes and reached for the conditioner. “You are insatiable.”

“Just for you, doll.”

By the time we finally got out, the water was starting to cool.

Ramona wrapped a towel around herself while I grabbed another and rubbed it over my head.