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distances and jotted a few notes before finally folding up the map.
                  Amber woke to the sound of running water, and realized that it must be Cal in the shower.  She glanced at the small bedside clock, the hands of which said that it was 2:30.  It seemed like an odd time to be taking a shower, but maybe he couldn’t sleep.  She realized though, that she needed to pee.
                  She padded into the tiny bathroom, calling to Cal to announce her presence.  As she flipped up the commode lid and sat down, he stuck his head out from the curtain.  “You okay?” he asked.
                  “I was going to ask you the same.  I just need to pee, but why are you taking a shower at 2:30?”
                  He looked at her puzzled, “It’s not 2:30.”
                  “That’s what the clock said.”
                  “It’s 12:30.  You’ve only been asleep for an hour.”
                  Amber stood up and flushed, pulling up her panties.  “ I guess the clock is broken.” 
                  “Probably.”  Cal reached out and caught her arm, “Why don’t you get in here with me?  It’s a good way to relax.”
                  “You mean the hot water, or what you’re going to do?”  Amber pulled off her t-shirt and panties and stepped in.
                  Cal stepped away from the spray of water so Amber could stand under it.  She closed her eyes and let the water cascade over her head.  She felt hands soaping her body and let her body go limp.  Cal’s hands skimmed over her, but his touch was more soothing than sexual.  He massaged her shoulders, and rubbed at the knots in her neck with his thumbs.  She rubbed her eyes, and then opened them as she pushed her breasts against Cal’s chest, letting him support her body weight.  His hands slipped down her back and began to knead the top of her butt. 
                  “Mmmm.” Amber murmured, “It’s like my own private spa.  Are you always so friendly to strangers?”
                  “No, not at all.  I told you, I haven’t been with anyone in a very long time.”
                  “Define very long time,” she nuzzled her face against his chest.
                  “More than two years,” his voice was suddenly emotionless.  “I—I’ve been dealing with some family trauma.” 
                  Amber’s slipped her arms around Cal and touched a ridge of scar.  “Does it have anything to do with this?”  She felt him flinch at her question—or was it her touch?
                  “Yeah, sort of, it’s complicated.  We don’t need to get into all that tonight.  Remember, we’re supposed to be trying to relax.”
                  “Relax, yeah.”  She playfully grabbed a handful of his butt cheek.  “You’ve got a nice booty, did you know that?”
                  Cal laughed and returned the favor, “Yeah, so do you.”  Cal rinsed them both off, then turned off the faucet.  Grabbing a fresh towel, he began drying Amber off.  “Amber,” he said, then hesitated, “I don’t want you to go to Darien.”
                  “What did you have in mind instead?”  She took the towel from his hand and began drying her hair.
                  “I don’t know.  I just have a bad feeling about Darien.”
                  “So now your reasons have shifted from sensational media reports to ‘I’ve got a weird feeling?’  If you want me to stick around, you need to do better than that.  I need to get out in nature for a while and just get my head on straight.”
                  Cal sighed.  He didn’t want to argue.  “Yeah okay, Amber, let’s get some shuteye and talk about plans tomorrow.”
                  They slid under the