Chapter Twenty five:

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Harry:

As we walk back to the shower building, my eyes drift to the bag in her hand. She's to quiet, every now and then that smile that kills me plays on her lips.

"So....what's in the bag?" I finally ask.

"Oh. This is for you." She stops and hands it to me.

When I look inside, there's a bunch of stuff in there. Its body wash. Some kind of spray. And what looks like a razor.

"I know you probably have this stuff, but I like the scent." She says looking at me.

"So you plan on spending a lot of time with me?" Am I flirting?

"Maybe." She lowers her eyes. Well if I'm flirting so is she.

"Let's get you inside. It's cold out here." We finish walking towards the building. When we get there I open the door and with her behind me I check everything out.

"Ok you're safe. I know it's hard to do but try to be quick. Ok?"

"Got it. Umm where are you going to be?"

I smile at her shyness. "On the other side of that wall." I say nodding towards it. " Now. I am armed so if you need me yell."

"Ok." She looks down at her feet.

"Ok." Is all I can say. I walk away taking one more look at her. She's watching me walk away.

When I get to the other side there are a row of sinks and mirrors. Going over to one I sit my bags down and turn on the cold water. I don't want to disturb her shower.

I take out the razors and shaving cream while I'm Waiting for the water to clear. It only takes a minute. She still hasn't turned on the shower.

"You ok?" I yell over.

"Yup. Are you?"

I smile. "Great. What's taking so long."

"Sorry. I don't want to waste time getting everything together. So I'm doing it first."

I hear the shower start. "Ok." And while she's doing that I start shaving.

About ten minutes later I hear it go off. And I'm almost done. She starts humming. The smell of honey suckle invaded my nostrils. I close my eyes and try to block it out.

"Hey." She says standing next to me. "You ok?"

"Umm. Yeah I'm fine." I look in the mirror the face I haven't seen in years staring back at me.

"So there's a face under all that hair." She smiles.

I wipe my face with my tee shirt. "Yup. It's been so long I almost forgot what I looked like."

"Beautiful." She whispers. I clear my throat and smile down at her. She is the one who's beautiful.

"My turn?"

"Yup." She hands me my bag, and I put the razor back in the other one.

"I'll be quick. Ok?" She's staring at me.

"Hmm? Ok. I'll be right here."

"Stay put."

"I promise."

I go to the shower area and turn it on, then I undress. Then hot water feels amazing. Once I'm wet, I reach for the stuff in the bag. She left her shampoo and conditioner for me. And the axe she gave me came with a puff ball. Cute.

I wash and condition my hair, them wash up quickly so I don't end up in a cold shower.

"Skye?" I yell.

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