Date: 2003-04-24 05:51 am (UTC)
"You don't have to," I muttered, nuzzling his neck, my hair plastered to my head, hot water rolling down our faces. "I'm sorry."

I liked the way the hot water made me think of tears, while clearly not being about actual crying.
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