At first, Elaine was met with a warm cloud of steam accompanied by the lingering scent of fragrant bathing soap.
Her eyes focused on what lay beyond, and she went stiff…
The figure underneath the shower, sensing something, turned her way and also went stiff…
The two stood at a deadlock, shock written on Elaine's face as the clouds of steam poured past her.
Brandon, stark naked, stood frozen underneath the steady stream of warm currents of water.
It wasn't until he caught Elaine's gaze trailing down that he finally reacted. Knees buckling, his hands raced to provide shelter to his jewels.
"What the fuck are you doing there?" he hissed between his teeth, wondering why she was still standing there. For the first time in a while, Brandon wasn't loud… he didn't dare to be.
If he mistakenly called the attention of others, he wouldn't hear the end of it. The shame would be too much to bear.
