"Quick shower," Gabe told Rachel. "We'll be out of time any minute now."

He snagged his phone on his way through the room, reached into the stall to turn on the shower and stood Rachel on her feet inside. She clung to him for a moment, getting her balance.

"You certainly soothed my jangled nerves," she told him, grinning.

"Mine too."

He climbed into the shower with her and adjusted the spray to cover both of them. But instead of reaching for the soap, he ...