Standing in the shower, I let the water spill down my face and chest, letting it wash off the worries. It felt like running water over a pan with burnt vegetables stuck to it. No matter how much you washed, it wouldn't rid the crap burnt at the bottom. The door opened and I pushed my hair back pulling the curtain to peek at Ace. He had on just boxers and began brushing his teeth while deep in focus. His mind was overfilled too. As he brushed, I let him do his thing and washed out my hair before looking back at him, "Come in." I said courageously. His eyes moved over to me and over the shower curtain, "Angel, I don't know about that." He said shaking his head. I nodded "I do." I said pushing the curtain back. He stared over my body, slowly he locked the door and began stripping off