Naomi stood in Jace's bathroom five minutes later, still naked, still covered in the aftermath of everything they'd done. Her legs wobbled when she tried to walk. The space between her thighs felt slick and strange.
Jace turned on the shower. Steam began filling the small room immediately.
"Get in," he said.
She stepped under the spray and nearly moaned from the heat alone. Her muscles unclenched in stages. The water ran down her chest, washing away the dried milk in thin white streams that swirled around the drain.
Jace stepped in behind her.
The shower stall wasn't built for two people. His chest pressed against her back. His arms came around her waist.
"Saving on the water bill," he said into her ear.
Naomi's brain took a second to process that. "We don't get billed for water."
"What?"
"The dorms cover utilities. It's in the orientation packet."
"Huh." Jace's hands slid up her stomach. Slow. Deliberate. "Well that's crazy."
