"Well I'm glad you got that chance. And hey, if you can read you can look up pretty much anything you don't know on the computer."

He'd worked his way to the crown of her head, her head being gently pulled back with each long stroke of the brush. He swallowed silently, trying not to fixate on her head flexing gracefully back towards him.

Finally, he set the brush down and patted her hair with the towel. He rummaged on his nightstand and found a hair tie left from Nathaniel (they were usually scattered everywhere around the room). He divided her hair neatly into thirds and began to quick and easily braid it into one long plait.