The Pierre hotel

[Morph]

Morph tried to nod but it didn't really come out seeing as his head was still leaned against the wall. "Absolutely," he agreed, turning to look at her. As his senses came back to him bit by bit, he noticed that the water falling down on him was stinging his back slightly in the places where her nails had been just now and the night before.

[Brady Sydney]

Brady took a step forward and went behind him, water cascading over her body, trailing a finger over a few of her nail imprints, "I'm sorry about these," She said and softly kissed all the places her nails had been.

[Morph]

"Don't worry," Morph said, making a small wave of his powers pass over his skin, immediately returning his back to the perfectly unharmed state. "I'm hard to bruise."

[Brady Sydney]

Brady smiled and brushed a hand over the now unharmed skin, "That's good to know."

[Morph]

"Nearly as good as to know I won't die," Morph laughed, then turned around and leaned down to kiss her cheek. "Now, about that shower..."

[Brady Sydney]

"Yes, about that shower," Brady grinned, "We should finish it. Actually we didn't really start to take one." She said with a small giggle.

[Morph]

"No wonder," Morph commented with a grin. He had reasons to think that if he didn't get himself distracted and busy about actually taking the shower, he would be ready for another round in no time, and he needed to get to work eventually. He looked around and found a bottle of shower gel, taking it and squeezing some of it on his hand.

[Brady Sydney]

Brady leaned her head back into the water to get her hair all wet, not even thinking of the fact that the cut above her right brow was visible, but it was only a small scar now.

[Morph]

Morph covered himself with soap, not taking his eyes off her. She looked beautiful, breathtakingly, and once again he wondered what she found in him. The small bruise on her brow reminded him how he asked her about it the day before; he wouldn't ask anymore if she didn't want to talk about it, but now it worried him even more, and he leaned slightly forward, touching it with his lips softly.

[Brady Sydney]

Brady's eyes widened for a second and then she closed them. Contemplating on whether or not to tell him. She had told him she fell, but she knew he didn't buy it. Everyone used that excuse when they didn't want someone to know what really happened, "I..." She started, but found it hard to go on.

[Morph]

Morph took her face into his hand and kissed her on the cheek lightly. "It's okay," he said quietly. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

[Brady Sydney]

Brady looked up at him, "I want to tell you. I just...can't." She told him softly. She really wanted to just say it, to just blurt it out. But she feared the outcome of it. She'd get another visit from Connor and Kevin would probably...She didn't even want to fathom what would happen between them if she told him.

[Morph]

"Then don't," Morph said, pulling her in a gentle embrace. It dawned on him that he really had no idea what kind of life she lead, other than working for her father while sitting in the hotel. She could be involved in all kinds of things, and it made his heart squeeze in another rush of worry. He barely knew her, yet here he was, worrying for her.

[Brady Sydney]

Brady nodded slightly and wrapped her arms around him, her eyes closed as she took in his sent which was mixture of the shower gel and sex at the moment. She didn't know why she had such a pull towards him, why she wanted to tell him everything. Maybe it was because she didn't see his death everytime she looked at him. Or maybe it was something else. She didn't know.

[Morph]

Morph felt his body awaken once more at the feel of her closeness. As much as he hated it, he had to pull free of her embrace, laughing in confusion. "If we keep doing this, I'm telling you, there'll be no shower...."