She just scared the life out of me, and yet I’m somehow still horny and wild for her. I have no idea what the best next move is, though, but I suspect I should go find us some towels. I hand her the baggy of fish crackers and kiss her knuckles. She smiles.

”I’m going to grab us something to dry off a bit,” I tell her. ”Don’t move.”

She laughs. ”Yeah, not likely.” I take off at a fast walk toward the laundry room, ...