Summer left him to it, picking up her brush and stepping into the bathroom. Five minutes had her hair brushed out straight and wound into a bun, and then she peeked out to check on Victor. “Find anything, darling?”
He looked over his shoulder to her and smiled. “Well, I found this red dress with gold embroidery that I really like, it’s a little short if you don’t mind. Otherwise I found a black one that has these stunning silver designs running across it. Personally, I’m favoring the red one.” Victor held out the red dress, for Summer’s inspection. It was a little short, a bit above the knee in length and a light, almost satiny material and the colour complimented Victor’s shirt perfectly.
“I think I still fit into that,” she mused. “You better keep me warm, Victor darling, if I wear it.” Flashing him a bright, teasing smile, she ducked back into the bathroom and turned on the shower. “Helios! Shower time!” she called, above the rush of water. Galloping like dogs were after him, the big, fluffy cat rounded the dresser and charged into the bathroom, plumy tail waving.
Victor leaned and peered after the cat, with an eyebrow raised. “Love? Did your cat just come to take a shower with you?”
Summer paused in the act of pulling open the shower curtain partway, looking over her shoulder at Victor. As if in answer to his question, Helios jumped into the bathtub, bending his head to lick at the escaping puddles of water. Shower spray misted his fur, and his tail waved back and forth above the edge. “He’s got his own towel.”
Victor watched as Helios jumped into the tub in disbelief. “I-I never thought I’d see the day when a cat would willingly go near water.” He chuckled, and smiled while he shook his head. “Enjoy your shower love, I’ll be out here waiting.”
“It’s all the fluff,” she said, delicately stepping around the happily-lapping kitty and into the water. “Close the bedroom door so he doesn’t drip all over the house.”
She didn’t need to spend long in the shower, and shut the water off about ten minutes later. Helios had already gotten out, and sat on the counter attending to his toes and tail, shimmering with water droplets. “Victor, darling? Can you come help me?”