*She doesn't touch him, but it sure felt like she did. It isn't until he feels the towel against his chest that he realizes he's holding his breath...and he could have sworn that his heart stopped for a second.

Without breaking eyecontact, he takes the towel and wraps it around his waist. He takes a step back, slides the shower door shut, and then shakes his head much the same way a dog would. The door slowly slides back open.*