A/N I am soooo sorry, guys. You've probably forgotten about little 'ole me. I've been really busy, and frankly, lazy. So this story and my other story are definitely not over. I hope you all will continue to read them :)

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Degrassi, or any of its characters. You know the whole shebang.

Clare's POV

My head was spinning. I couldn't think straight. KC? Why? After all, he was the one who broke up with me. He fell for another girl... and ultimately got her pregnant.

"Eli, do you mind if I take a shower? I don't want to talk right now. I need to think." I said.

"No not at all. Take your time. But if you need help taking a shower, I'm here to help." He tried to lighten the mood, but his deep eyes were still concerned and worried.

I gave him a small smile. He could see right through it. He kissed my forehead, and I walked upstairs. I grabbed a towel out of the closet, and pulled some of Eli's clothes out of his dresser, and made my way to the bathroom.

I turned on the shower. I stepped in and just enjoyed the hot water for a moment. Then I began to think.

What- How- Why? I didn't have an answer to any of these questions. KC was still in love with me? How could he possibly expect me to take him back? I'm glad we broke up, because I wouldn't have gotten together with Eli. Eli, the boy I just made love to. Eli.

I remembered last night, when everything was perfect. Nothing else mattered but me and him.

I realized that KC just needs to get over me, and I shouldn't ruin this perfect time by worrying. I'm over KC. And that's it.

I stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around myself, and opened the bathroom door, just a crack.

"Eli?"

"Yes?" He answered. I could hear him inside his bedroom.

"I realized that KC can't ruin this perfect moment. Would you still like to help me with that shower?" I asked.

Suddenly I heard his door open, and in about two seconds he sprinted to my side. "How could I pass up that offer?" he grinned. I grinned back. I wasn't faking it- all my worries disappeared when he was with me.

I giggled and grabbed his hand. I pulled him into the steamy bathroom, and he happily obliged. Immediately he started to strip down. I stopped him and pressed my lips to his. I pulled away and said, "Continue." He smirked.

In mere moments, we were standing by the tub. Eli naked, I in my towel. He walked over to me and slowly took off my towel. He looked at me, grinning. he stared at my body for a moment, but his eyes trailed up to mine. When he looked at me like that, I felt like I was the happiest person alive. I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him closer. I rested my head on his hard, lean chest. He placed his arms on my back, and pressed his face into my hair. This moment was so perfect.

He pulled away and whispered, "How about that shower?"

I smiled and stepped into the shower. Eli followed, his bright green eyes shining with happiness.

I leaned onto my toes and wrapped my arms around his neck. Our lips met, and it felt as if there was spark in me that reached from my head to my toes. He deepened the kiss, and pulled me closer. I didn't ever want him to let go of me. This felt so right.

He moved his lips slowly down to my jaw, my neck, my collarbone. He nibbled on my collarbone, and I moaned, closing my eyes. I put my hands in his hair, enjoying the moment.

I pulled his lips back to mine, and lightly bit on my bottom lip. The hot water from the shower covered us both.

He pulled away and looked straight into my eyes. His emerald eyes were so deep, I felt like I could see into his soul. They glittered as he studied my face. His black hair was dripping water. I swept his bangs out of his eyes. He smiled and said, "Wasn't I supposed to help you take a shower?"

"What do you mean? El-" I stopped when he pulled a bottle of Axe shampoo off the corner of the tub. He popped open the cap, and squeezed some of it onto his hand. He smiled.

"Eli, when I said I wanted you to help me shower, I didn't mean it that way. I-" I was interrupted when he put his lips to mine. As we kissed, he put the shampoo into my hair, massaging my scalp. It actually felt nice. Who knew that shampooing my hair could be sexy?

He pulled away when he was done, but he kept his arms around my waist. We stood there, and I waited for the shampoo to rinse out of my hair.

Then he grabbed the bar of soap. He smiled, and said, "This is also part of the shower process."

I grinned, and replied, "Of course it is."

He lathered his hands with the soap, and began with my arms, then my back, and then my breasts, massaging me as he worked the soap all over my body. he worked his way down my body, lingering his hands on my behind and legs. I just stood there and just enjoyed it.

When he finished, he slowly stood up, and kissed all the way up my body until he found my lips again. I kissed down his jaw, his neck, his chest, and finally, his cock. I wrapped my hands around it, and pleasured him, slowly sucking on his hard cock. He groaned and pulled on my hair. "Oh, Clare!"

We couldn't take it any longer. I put my arms around his neck and jumped up, wrapping my legs around his waist. I pushed my back against the wall of the shower, the water pounding on his back. "Make love to me," I whispered in his ear, lightly nibbling on his earlobe.

"Happily," He said.

He pushed in, and this time I felt no pain. Only deep heat and pleasure. I moved my hips with his, and we moved slowly, deeply. He moved his hand down and massaged my clit. "Ohhhhhhhh." I moaned. "ELI, harder!"

"YES, Clare, yes!" I felt like my abdomen was on fire, and the energy built up and I screamed as my orgasm overtook my whole body, my senses. Eli's body shook with pleasure, and he pulled out.

With Eli still holding me in his arms, he sank down to the floor of the bathtub. He gasped for air, his eyes closed. I rested my head on his chest, and closed my eyes.

"This was the best shower ever." I said. He grinned and nodded.