I was in the bathroom shaving while Ellery was still in the shower. I could smell the lilac scented body wash she was using. It’s the same scent I’ve smelled since I first met her. She stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around her wet body and walked up behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist and laying her head on my back. I stopped shaving and looked at her through the mirror. She had a smile on her face. Damn that smile. I turned around so her head was on my chest as I wrapped my arms around her.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Nothing’s wrong. Can’t a woman hug the man she loves without there being something wrong?” she asked.
“Of course she can,” I said as I kissed the top of her head. She took her hands, placed them on my chest and gave me a kiss. “I love you Connor Black,” she smiled. “I love you too Ellery Lane,” I smiled back and kissed her nose. “Now let me get back to shaving,” I said.
Her bathroom was small and there was really only room at the sink for one person. Ellery decided she was going to be funny and push me out of the way so she could brush her teeth. She reached over to the medicine cabinet and opened it as I was in the middle of shaving. I could see the smirk on her face. She grabbed her toothbrush and toothpaste and shut the cabinet. She reached over me and ran her toothbrush under the running water. “Would you like me to move out of your way?” I asked. She looked at me as she put her toothbrush in her mouth. “No, you’re fine,” she mumbled. I took the can of shaving cream and put some on my hands. I started to bring my hands up to my face when she bumped me so she could spit in the sink. I bumped her back and she missed the sink and spit on my leg. She looked up at me and tried to hold back the laughter that was dying to come out. I looked at her, then at my leg.
“Oh please, we share spit all the time,” she started to laugh.
I was going to play this one cool and get her back. “It’s ok Ellery, it was an accident,” I said as I opened my hand with the shaving cream on it and planted it firmly on her cheek. Her jaw dropped as she looked in the mirror. She looked at me with that look she gets when she’s going to take revenge. She grabbed the tube of toothpaste and squirted it my chest.
“Here’s a little toothpaste to go with that shaving cream,” she said.
I took my finger and tried to wipe the toothpaste off as she stood there smiling, our eyes never leaving one another. I grabbed the can of shaving cream and squirted her legs and chest with it. She jumped back and screamed.
“Need a shave darling?” I asked.
“How dare you!” she exclaimed.
I laughed as I pointed the shaving cream at her and she ran out of the bathroom, holding her towel so it didn’t fall off. I chased after her and tackled her to the ground. I rolled her over and pinned her arms above her head. I stared at her, mesmerized by her beauty. I took my hand and gently wiped away the shaving cream from her face while my other hand had her wrists locked tight. She didn’t struggle. I could tell by the way she stared into my eyes she didn’t want me to stop. I was hard and wanting her again.