With a startled bark of laughter, Ben stumbled from the shower, his arms sliding around her waist, being sure to drip all over her as he crowded them both out of the bathroom.

On the way out the door, he reached out to snatch a hand towel, clearly bought in a set, from the loop by the sink and held it up in front of his crotch with a defiant smirk.

"You're the one left with me dripping all over your furniture."