Millie rushed out, her entire body burning hot like wildfire. Her hand instinctively reached for her face. What was happening to her?

She pondered what could be amiss. She delicately rubbed her lips with her fingertips, remembering when her mouth had met that awkward part of his body. After a brief moment of contemplation, she delivered a light slap to the cheek to jolt herself back to reality.

Marcus emerged, leaning against her from behind.

“Time to ditch that shy habit of yours. Millie, we’ve been married for ages now.”

Millie spun around, catching sight of his sculpted washboard stomach, which instantly ignited her shyness. Yet, when she considered his earlier comment on her, the urge to place blame on him proved too strong to resist.

“Could you just get dressed? We are still in the honeymoon phase after all.”

of that. Get

flared, she stamped her feet impatiently. “You still want to shower? Why on earth? I already warned you

mocking voice echoed

wet. That’s precisely why I called you in to help

water reached her ears. Millie fell

little or no alternative, she stepped into the spacious tiled cubicle and grabbed the shower head to lessen the flow of water. She made sure to steer clear of the wound on his arm. Unwillingly, Millie assisted him in holding the shower head. A sly grin played on Marcus’s lips. He knew she couldn’t stay idle. Indeed, he possessed a myriad of methods to

had remained dry under her meticulous care. Her eyes

took a shower,” she remarked. Drying himself with slow, deliberate strokes, Marcus wrapped the oversized bath towel

mess. I’m

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