Even though it was too blurry for him to see my naked body, I couldn't help but blush. I turned off the water.
"Hi," I greeted.
"I'm sorry," he began, " you've just been here a while, I wanted to make sure you were okay."
I glanced up at the clock that was above the door. It was a little after 4 am which meant that I had been in the shower for over half an hour. Damon turned to walk away.
"Wait," I said. My hands reached for the water knob, getting ready to turn it back on, "Can you...can you join me?"
Damon looked caught off guard and I couldn't blame him. We have yet to share a kiss and I have just invited him into the shower with me. After today, I guess I needed a little bit of comfort. It was traumatic and stressful and incredibly draining fearing for Damon's life. It was also intimidating that I feared for him more than I even cared for mines.