Working in the heat was bad enough, thought John as he felt sweat running between his shoulder blades, but coming home and trying to get in a romantic mood was nearly impossible.
Except for in the shower…the water cold and clear…pelting their bodies…if only he could carry a shower around at work, John thought as he stepped into the relieving mist of water and wrapped his arms around Dave's waist.
"Not so hot now, is it?" Dave asked as he turned around, hands caressing, smoothing water over warm skin.
"Boiling, actually," John replied, smiling. "Just the way I like it."