Jane opened the bathroom door, blinking at the steam as it rushed out into the hallway.
“That you, Janey? Did I bring in a towel?” Bucky called over the dull roar of the shower.
“Yep, looks like it…” she reached over to yank it off the toilet, tucking it under her arm as she quickly flushed the plunger on the back of the tank.
She giggled as Bucky yelped.
“Are you serious? What was that for?”
“Think about that the next time you leave the seat up in the middle of the night!” She shut the door behind her and replaced his towel in the linen closet.