Sarah had a strange sense that ‘<em>you jewel</em>’ was some movie reference the first time he said it, but she couldn’t connect it to a movie.  The second time he said it there was something different in the tone of his voice, something that made her feel all gooey.  Smiling she slid her own arms around his waist and took that little step that closed the gap between them, her cheek resting against his shoulder.<br/><br/>She inhaled deeply, almost imprinting his scent into her senses.  Although she couldn’t smell motor oil or petrol, she knew whenever she did smell any of those he would always come to mind.  She was also acutely aware of other sensations.  The feel of his arms wrapped around her, the slick press of her breasts against his chest and the gentle bump of his hips against her.  This was a moment she would bring out on a future<em>‘rainy day</em>’.  This was a moment she would never forget.<br/><br/>She turned her head slightly to press a kiss to his shoulder and then stepped back just enough to look up at him, without breaking out of his embrace.   She lifted the little bottle of body wash into view with a teasing smile and waved it at him, her other hand she circled her finger to indicate he was to turn around.  “My turn.”<br/><br/>Flipping the lid open, she poured a generous amount into her hand.  Her plan to rescue him momentarily forgotten as more important fun things sprang to mind, that they could be doing in the luxurious shower.