Angel gasped, waking herself. She opened her eyes to see that she was alone. Carefully listening, she could hear water running. Angel slid out of bed and walked to the bathroom. She could see Deacons sculpted body standing behind the frosted door. Licking her lips as he let the water soak his cinder colored hair. Feeling brazen and bold, Angel reached for the shower door and stepped in.
Lacing her fingers through his hair, she lathered the luscious locks as he turned to face her. "Thank you Angel, that feels wonderful. I really didn't expect to see you until later."
Angel trembled while lowering her hands. "Why are you doing this? I've done nothing to you."
"I do apologize for that Angel. Truly, I am not out to cause you any serious harm. Unfortunately, you are in the
