Harry hurried to the stove to test the water. The pot was so big, she could barely lift it, and Devin removed it from her hands, dumping the contents into the tub.
He pumped a potful of tepid water to balance the scalding heat before half-filling the pot and setting it back on the stove, so it could freshen the temperature later.
Devin retrieved a stack of white embroidered bath towels and some soap and set them in easy reach of the tub.
“Ladies first,” he suggested.
Harry eyed the tub and bit her lip.
“What is it?” he asked.
“It's just… I've invaded your home and caused you no end of trouble. You should at least get the fresh bathwater.”
He opened his mouth to protest, and then another idea occurred to him. Quickly he set to work removing Harry's dress. She let out a startled squaw
