As the water trickled down from the top of their heads, Fran rested her head on Alex's naked chest.
Perhaps that might or might not have been a bad move because the moment she did, she felt something press on her stomach, making her face redden.
"I'm sorry," Alex said softly. "You're just too cute, Fran."
He didn't even bother to make any excuses for Little Alex's mischief.
It was a natural physical reaction. In fact, Alex would've been more worried if the little guy didn't react after the young man hugged the person he loved.
"Well then. Let's wash up first." Fran hurriedly pulled back and reached out for the soap. She then lathered her hands and body with it before turning her back to Alex.
She didn't know how much effort Alex needed to hold himself back from hugging her from behind. Instead, he quietly took the soap from her hand and lathered it between his palms.
