The warm water flowing over them was soothing, or maybe it was soothing because Marcel's arms were wrapped around Molly, and their heads were touching in a very cozy way. His fingers running through her hair like that was causing her to drift in this moment, lost in the thought of Marcel. His gentle kiss, brought her awareness of what was happening. "I know the feeling Marcel." She didn't say it, she thought it, and chided herself for not being more professional. Still, there was no denying how she was feeling right now.<br/><br/>Molly grabbed a bath towel, wrapping it around her, she stepped out of the shower. "Marcel, when you are ready, I need you to lie face down on the bed, so I can change your bandages." Her voice had a slight stutter sound to it. "I, ..I will be right back." Molly left the bath room, but before she made it too much further, she turned to Marcel, "That was the nicest kiss I have ever gotten, Marcel." She felt her face turn red, and left his room.<br/><br/>Molly went in to her room, shut the door and changed into her normal evening wear. When she came back into Marcel's room, her hair was pulled back, and she was wearing sea blue pajamas and a deep blue Japanese style robe. She had a box full of gauze, tape, ointments, bandages and scissors.<br/><br/>"Let me know when you are ready."<br/><br/>