Nathaniel smiles, keeping his hands on Asher.

"If I take a bath, I can use my hand on you. A shower, I can blow you."

Can you see where Nathaniel's mind is?

He kisses Asher softly as he sits up.

"I don't care, Asher. I just want to stay close to you. Shower, bath, here, St. Louis, it doesn't matter. You're home to me, and I can be content doing whatever wherever so long as you're there. So, you pick."