Chapter 92 Easy

• As she worked, Natalia briefly entertained the idea of yanking out his hair one strand at a time. Unfortunately, the shampoo made everything too slippery—her hands slid uselessly through foam.
• With nothing but the sound of running water around them, Alexander soon grew bored again.“Sing something for me.”
• Irritated, Natalia shoved his head directly under the shower spray and scrubbed harder. “I don’t sing. Want me to dance for you in here instead?”