Marksman POV

Marksman rubbed the towel through his hair as he walked from the bedroom to the kitchen. Ember had insisted on making breakfast for them, which meant he had to shower alone. If someone told him a month ago that he would be put out by having to shower by himself he would have laughed in their face but now…now that Ember had breezed into his life and turned his world and everything he knew upside-down, the simple act of showering alone was cause for much grumbling. What was the use of having an extra-large shower if he couldn’t share it with a naked Ember?

He stopped on the...