I put my finger on her lips. "Bian, don't talk, listen. We're both confused right now. You're beautiful and sexy, I'm very attracted to you, and…" I paused, then said, "When this is over, you need to have a word with your fiance. We'll see where we stand. Sound right?" In keeping with the watery theme, I added, "This is either a rain check or maybe, in a saner moment, it will be rained out."
She threw a towel at me. "Being a noble prick doesn't become you."
"I'm regretting it already."
She was quiet for a moment, then said, "I have to rinse off.
Since you're such a gentleman, why don't you get out?" "If you hear a gunshot, it will be me blowing my brains out." She smiled. "Oh, please don't." I smiled back. She stopped smiling. "Let me pull the trigger."