Holding up his other hand, he revealed his crossed fingers. "You fell for it though, literally." They laughed harder at their collapsed position, slowly filling the space between them.
"Is it finally later yet?" She asked him lowly, her laughter dying down along with his. Water dripped from her face and she used the back of her hand to wipe it off. Roman lifted his hand, assisting her with the task.
Tilting his head to the side, he kissed her, invading all her senses. Her lips were delicate and balmy, their wet skin cool against each other. Zadia groaned softly, enjoying it all far too much. Her eyelids drooped when Roman backed away, gently kissing her wet cheeks. "Maybe not on the wet floor." He said as they both panted.
The corner of her mouth quirked up and she laughed. "The shower then." She voiced quietly, batting her eyelashes innocently.
Standing abruptly with no help, Roman replied, "that's better." Lending his hand to her, he helped her to her feet. "Where's the baby monitor?"
"In the living room," Zadia answered, making sure the stove was off. She looked at the mess surrounding her, water dripping from different parts of the ceiling. "Roman." She called, shaking her head. "Who's gonna clean this up?"
"Me of course." He agreed, momentarily stepping out of the kitchen. "Eventually. One sec." When he appeared again, he smiled at her while holding up the white baby monitor. "How do I work this thing?"
Zadia clapped her hands. "Finally something you don't know how to do." She took the monitor from him, and grabbed his hand, leading him away. "You flick this side when you're trying to hear him and you flick this when you want to turn it off. When you want to see him you click this and boom. You have your baby." She explained walking ahead of him.
"I wasn't paying attention."
"Figures, I knew your attention span was bad." She joked.
Chuckling at her statement, Roman replied, "Can't be any worse than yours." He cleared his throat. "Are you boating with us today?"
They stopped beside his door she leaned against it, turning to face him. "I'm gonna have motion sickness... but yeah I'm coming. I can already picture the scenery." Zadia opened his door, waltzing in to find his cat sunbathing near the window. It lazily turned to its side, ignoring both of them. "Someone's comfortable." She commented, continuing to his bathroom. "Why do you keep towels in your bathroom closet?"
"Because that's where they go," Roman answered, shutting his blinds. Binx hissed at him for it and Roman shooed her away, not bothered by the show of its canines. "You don't put your towels in there?"
Zadia started to pull down her wet shorts, throwing them in the basket, while Roman went through his dresser. He was grabbing a condom. "No. I mainly stuff my closet with skin products and paper rolls. I keep the towels in that storage thing in front of my bed. Easier access." She grabbed a towel from the closet, putting it aside as she turned on the hot water in the shower.
"That doesn't sound like easier access to me." Roman walked up from behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders. She leaned closer to him, breathing in deeply. "Where do you take your shots at?" He asked helping remove her top, he palmed her smooth back.
"I used to do the front of my thigh here," she pointed at it, Roman used the mirror to look. "but now it's here, near my so-called crooked belly button." She showed him. "You've never seen me do it? I've done it countless times in front of everyone."
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