Chapter 61

Keeping In Touch

Isabel Reece.

"You're a silly little thing!" I giggled when my toes curled in anticipation. "It's almost evening and you still haven't decided what you want to have for dinner yet."

Connor peeked out of the shower curtain as I sat on the toilet seat doing my business. One of his eyes was closed tightly as it was covered with suds, and I could imagine the rest of his body was covered with soap and lather.

"Oh, really?" He smirked. "I remember saying that to you every single evening. How the tables have turned, yeah?"

I giggled again at that and he sent soap and...