Zyra was patiently waiting for Marcus to return from the bathroom. After several minutes, he finally did. She was seated at the edge of the bed when he walked in, a small smile on his lips.

"You're done?" she asked, getting up from the bed.

He nodded, "Yeah. You want to shower with me?" he replied teasingly, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

Zyra laughed softly, covering her face with her palm. "No," she said, still giggling.

Marcus chuckled, adjusting the towel wrapped around his waist as ...