Kira's POV
I positioned myself next to the shower, gripping the edge of the glass door. Which meant I was now approximately six inches away from Damien's very naked, very wet body.
Don't look down. Don't look down. Don't look…
"On three," Damien said. "One... two..."
I lifted.
He pulled.
Nothing happened.
"Harder!" he commanded.
"I'm trying!"
"Try HARDER!"
I adjusted my grip and pulled with more force. The door lifted slightly, and Damien tried to maneuver his leg through the gap.
"Wait, stop!" he yelped. "Wrong angle! You're making it worse!"
"You said harder!"
"I said harder, not UPWARD! Jesus, have you never helped extract someone from a compromising position before?"
"Generally my extraction scenarios involve less nudity, sir!"
"Well, consider this on-the-job training!"
I tried again, this time lifting and angling the door differently. Damien shifted, his wet skin brushing against my arm, and I nearly dropped the door entirely.
"Careful!" he barked.
