"Gimmie a little kiss." His lips would be a file fish against hers before he let her hands go. He laughed again this time with more seriousness in his voice. "You can leave in five minutes." Those good old puppy eyes. "Please? I already feel better."

He soon felt well enough to slip out of the tub, pushing himself out, letting the drain go. She was libel to blush. "I'm still covered." He waved it off sitting on the edge again, water sloshing all over the side onto the floor.