[Elise’s POV]
I let out a sigh of relief as steaming hot water ran over my body. Who knew that Marty wouldn’t go easy on me while we were training and would leave me so damn sore? I felt my muscles screaming at me.
“I’ll make him pay.” I growl, beginning to wash my body. “Just wait. Come tomorrow, I’ll make sure that he is the one who is hurting.”
‘All those months of being locked up took a toll on your body.’ Anna notes, joining me in my misery. ‘You need to get back in shape.’
‘No shit.’ I huff, turning off the water and stepping out of the shower. ‘Tell me something I don’t know.’
Letting out a growl of frustration, I grab my robe and pull it around my body. Once it is secure, I head out of the bathroom to find Marty relaxing on the couch with a beer in hand.
“Took you long enough.” He says, turning his gaze toward me. “I was beginning to wonder if you drowned in there.”