Colt knew full well that there was no heater in his bathroom. The inconvenience of getting frozen cold in the winter by undressing to take a shower and getting out wet was not enough to overcome the inconvenience of installing a heating system, besides, there was no room for it in the bathroom anyway.

So it wasn't a poorly adjusted thermostat that caused the sudden temperature change, it was Colt blushing like crazy.

He pointed an accusing finger at Shelly.

"Okay, that's not funny."

But the Spanish girl didn't listen to him, she undid her bandana and took off her T-shirt.

A shiver ran down Colt's neck before he turned around quickly.

"That... wasn't a joke either..."

He heard a few more rustles and then the sound of Shelly's boots falling to the ground.

"¡No seas tan mojigata! You've seen me naked before, and then we've done way worse togeth-..."

"Ok, ok ! Fine!" Colt cut in.

He heard her laugh.

"Come on, get in here."

The policeman turned around and saw her get into the bathtub.

His gaze got lost for a moment on the harmonious curves of his soulmate before turning his head away, embarrassed.

Finally he settled in front of Shelly, but with his back to her.

He blocked the hole in the bathtub and turned on the faucet, letting hot water run down.

The duo remained in silence for a moment, then Shelly began to hum softly.

She took the washcloth before wetting it and gently caressing her man's shoulders. Colt's tension gradually loosened up and he closed his eyes.

Still humming, she ended up wetting his hair.

Colt let himself relax while Shelly was washing him. The policeman was calm, for the first time in a week. And it was thanks to his girl.

Shelly ended up taking some shampoo and putting some on the redhead's head, soaping gently, she tangled her fingers in Colt's hair, massaging his scalp.

Colt sighed.

"Y'know, you might be the only one I let touch my hair like this."

She smiled.

"That and your face are what matter to you the most. No me sorprende."

"Mmmmh no, there's something before my beautiful person."

The ex-bandit's smile widened. There he was, her idiot, the one she was in love with.

"Then what's first on your list?"

Colt turned around. There was still sadness in his eyes, but it was fading in favour of other emotions: deep love, serenity, and a touch of mischief.

"Well, you~"

"Ugh! It's so cheesy, I can smell it!"

Colt let out a small laugh before pressing his back against Shelly

"I can be even more cheesy if you want"

"Vete a la mierda"

This time, Colt's laughter was more frank and Shelly was quick to join him.

"Come on, enough flirting, lower your head so I can rinse you."

"No, it's my turn to wash you", he said, kissing her on the cheek.

The Spanish woman took the shower head and sprayed her soulmate.

"Gah! Not the face!"

She continued until there was no more soap on Colt and finally, she pushed him out of the tub.

"Get out, now idiot, it's my turn to wash myself"