Chapter Fourteen
We rinsed off and I turned the water off. Marcus grabbed a towel from off the door of the shower. Rubbing it over my body, when he was done, he wrapped it around my waist. Kissing me softly. I watched him towel off. My mate didn’t always say much, but his actions always spoke louder than any words could. I knew that I could go to our room and get dressed, but being with him like this.
These moments made me happy. He wrapped his towel low on his hips as he moved to the sink. I moved to the counter, hoping up to watch him slather his face in shave gel. There was something so incredibly tempting about watching him shave. For a moment I thought about hoping down and wrapping my arms around his waist, taking the razor from him and running it along his stubbled face. I knew he
