Shopping adventure

Zyra POV

Marcus and I had finished our breakfast, and I collected the dishes to take them to the kitchen. As I turned around from placing them in the dishwasher, Marcus was waiting by the kitchen door. My gaze inadvertently fell upon his perfectly defined abs, even though he had draped a towel over his back. I caught a glimpse of a tattoo on his shoulder, but I didn't want to pry or make him uncomfortable by asking about it.

"Come, you should wear any of my clothes. I'm sure something will suit you perfectly," he suggested, stretching his hands out towards me. Smiling, I placed my hand in his, feeling a gentle warmth spread through me.

Chuckling softly, Marcus led me up the grand foyer to his room. I waited patiently on his bed as he disappeared into his closet. After a few minutes, he returned with a baggy shirt and comfortable pants, handing them to me.

"This should be good, right?" he asked, a hint of uncertainty in his voice. I looked at the clothes in my hands and nodded apprecia