Warren rinsed the last of the conditioner from her hair, using a large cup to pour water down the length of it and direct the water so it wouldn’t go where he didn’t want it. When he was sure he’d gotten the last of the thick cream out, he wrung the water from the thick main, then grabbed a towel from the counter and wrapped it around her hair and head to prevent it from dripping down her back or on her wounded shoulder. Once that was done, he helped her sit up in the tub, then stand and step out. She stood on the fluffy rug next to the tub and reached for a towel. Warren took it from her and carefully blotted the water from her skin.
“You want to put the same clothes on?”
“No. I planned to wear my robe.” She nodded to where she’d left the thick, soft garment. He picked up the robe and h
