"I'd say you haven't, myself," Solomon answered, still innocently but with that tell-tale twinkle in his eyes. He surrendered the towel, but reached for the other to stand behind her and wrap her hair in it, and massage it gently into dryness, near enough that Raine may as well have leaned back against him. With her towel between the two of them, there was significantly less risk of losing control of the situation while still being able to tease her a little further.