But if he goes back, Anne knows what happens and she is just selfish enough, just possessive and angry enough that she doesn't wish that to happen. "I think I can keep you occupied," she tells him, giving him a promising smirk. "Perhaps, for a moment or two, you can even forget Paris."

What a thought. Not that she expects it to happen.

She drains some water and adds more. "Again," she says, urging him to rinse his head once more.