"I pulled his hand from his eyes, and mouthed, "What the hell?" "Play along," he mouthed back. "Please." There was no teasing glimmer in his eyes. They pleaded with me so desperately that I felt a chill in my gut. I went to turn off the water. He grabbed my arm and shook his head. Then he moved me closer to the shower, leaned in and whispered, "Ask me to join you." "What?" He clapped a hand over my mouth and whispered, "Trust me. Please." I remembered Sam saying she'd stayed behind to make sure her phone call didn't bring someone running. What if it had? What if they'd come while we were gone and cut a deal with her? Or snuck in and planted bugs, and were just waiting for the right time to nab us? I cleared my throat. "Better not stick around or I might ask you to join me." Rafe chuckled. "If I thought you were serious, I'd take you up on that. I was just coming in to do a better job washing up. There wasn't any water at your place and my cuts and scrapes are filthy. Guess it'll have to wait."