He turns on the water. Being himself, he lets her set the temperature, because he doesn't want to boil her alive - his showers are two temperatures: Arctic and Hell, there is no in between. Still, he holds her hand until they're in the shower, and then, he cups her face in his hands and kisses her slowly. He lets her stay in the spray, content to just have the residual drops hit him.

Kevin wants to do a lot, but they don't have much time. So, he bends and takes a nipple into his mouth, rolling it around his tongue.