“Oh!  I’m sorry.”  Hastily, Nicholas withdrew his hands.  He wasn’t entirely sure what he’d done wrong, but whatever his mistake was, he felt terrible about it.  He’d only wanted to do something nice for the angel.  Instead, he’d upset her.  Maybe Sebastian was right.  Maybe he really was a complete idiot, suited only for following the orders of someone with brains.  “Do they hurt?”<br/><br/>With his eyes lowered, Nicholas offered the bar of soap to Eliana.  “I guess you better wash yourself.”