Kane wrapped an arm around her shoulders, letting go when she winced. “Poor girl. By the way, Max wants to see us.”
“He beat us to the punch,” Toria said. “I was all set to march to his office after we got cleaned up.”
“I think we still have time to shower.” Kane wrinkled his nose at their sweaty clothing. “And I’m sure hot water would do you good.”
“Yeah, wouldn’t do to meet the head of the Guild looking like this.” She traded a mournful look with Kane outside the women’s locker room before heading inside.
Toria beat Kane to the lounge by scant seconds. She still made a show of relaxing on one of the deep couches, reveling in her uncommon punctuality. She received a gentle bat on the back of her head for her efforts.
“C’mon, Max is probably waiting,” Kane said.
Toria followed him ou
