“Mmm.”
Mathias released me quickly, knowing I was close, I figured, by my staggered breaths and muscle contractions. He pushed me against the wall. We kissed, and then he turned me toward it, planning, I assumed, to either eat or enter me.
I shouted “Stop!” because I had already won. “We can’t. Let’s just rinse off and get out.”
“That’s dumb, by the way.” Mathias angrily flicked the suds from his body. “The water thing. On, off, on, off.”
“I hate that word. And stupid…And for your information, we’d have run out of any hot water a long time ago if I didn’t do it.” I rinsed under water that was tepid at best, desperately working to not give him the satisfaction of one single shiver. “And what’s wrong with conservation?”