She was horrified at the time. Being so accustomed to Martin getting up before six, she didn’t set the alarm when he slept over. Throwing back the covers, she dashed into the bathroom to jump into the shower. Philips opened his eyes in time to catch her bare back heading down the hallway. It was a wonderful image to start the day.Oversleeping had been Philips’ deliberate gesture of defiance to his old life, and he stretched luxuriously in the warm bed. He thought about going back to sleep but then decided showering with Denise was a better idea.In the bathroom, he found she was almost finished and in no mood to kid around. Entering the shower stall he got in her way and she petulantly reminded him that she had to present the X rays at the CPC at 8:00 A.M.“Why don’t we make love again?” crooned Martin. “I’ll give you a doctor’s excuse for being late.”Denise draped her wet washcloth over Martin’s head, and stepped out onto the bath mat. While she dried herself she spoke to Philips over the sound of the water.
