Killian reached out and brought her into his arms before saying, "Let's get this awful scent off you, beautiful." He carried her to the bathing room like she was made of porcelain and might crack and shatter into pieces if he were to put any more pressure on her.
"I don't feel like showering," Inez told him, and she really did not. Her entire body was screaming at her, and her eyes were fighting to stay awake.
"You don't have to do anything. You just need to stay still and leave everything to me," said Killian as he walked inside the bathing room, where she peeled her clothes off one after another. He shed his own clothes and pulled her under the showerhead. The spray of hot water drummed against their skin before pattering off to the floor.
The swirling mist caused the glass wall of the shower stall to turn misty.
