"You're managing it all right," he said, hiding his own smile as he moved obediently where she wanted him, stooping a bit to help her reach his hair.

"Hi," he echoed back to her, finally losing that battle against his smile. It stretched wide, creasing his cheeks, his eyes alight with amusement. Nudging his nose against hers, he stepped back into the spray and rinsed the soap from his hair.

Opening the shower door and reaching for the towel on the bar, he arched a brow. "Only one?"