Open_on_Sunday: Run
Clean body, Clean Mind
“Wesle-ey.” The running water finally spurred him to his feet.
“Wesley.” This time sharper. No response.
Giles took the stairs two at a time and rounded the doorway in a burst of irritation. “Stop wasting…”
Wesley’s eyes were closed, his head resting on the high back of the tub. A bead of water formed on a spike of hair, glistened and…Giles held his breath…dropped. A pointed tongue came out and licked it away.
The moan came unbidden.
Wesley’s eyes opened. “Yes?”
Giles eased the knot of his tie and began to unbutton his shirt.
“Cleanliness. Godliness. All that.”
“Wesle-ey.” The running water finally spurred him to his feet.
“Wesley.” This time sharper. No response.
Giles took the stairs two at a time and rounded the doorway in a burst of irritation. “Stop wasting…”
Wesley’s eyes were closed, his head resting on the high back of the tub. A bead of water formed on a spike of hair, glistened and…Giles held his breath…dropped. A pointed tongue came out and licked it away.
The moan came unbidden.
Wesley’s eyes opened. “Yes?”
Giles eased the knot of his tie and began to unbutton his shirt.
“Cleanliness. Godliness. All that.”