Noah’s POV
Despite my best efforts, Daisy fends me off, and we finish showering, stepping out, and wrapping towels around ourselves.
My Sunshine gathers up our dirty clothes, depositing them into the laundry basket before we head back to her bedroom where I gingerly lower myself to the mattress. I don’t want to admit it, but my ribs are screaming from the exertion in the shower, pain flaring through every nerve in protest of the rigorous exercise I just forced it through.
I wasn’t joking though, it was definitely worth the pain for the feel of my woman wrapped around me, I’d go through it all again in a heartbeat if she’d agree.
We get dressed, Daisy in Jeans and a death metal t-shirt, me in a button down shirt and some sweatpants as those are the easiest things for me to put on. Bendi
