"Might have been at the start, but it's a simple sort of pleasure that doesn't need sex involved. Bull understands things like that. But you never know, it might have led back around to that later."

Krem's want to touch wasn't quite at that level though, and he imagined that Cole knew that, if he was actually picking anything up in detail at all. He ran the ran in his hand over Cole's shoulder and down his arm, ranged back up the back of his neck, back down again in a mirrored path along the other arm, before he soaked the rag and brought it up to squeeze the hot wader over Cole's shoulders and back, rinsing away the soap film.