I hesitated. Grayson smirked "Didn't you ever shower with Johanthon?" he said with a shrug, beginning to head towards the bathroom with an air of nonchalance.
My answer stopped him in his tracks. "No."
He halted. Stopped. Turned back to me and raised a brow. "Never?" he asked suspiciously "not once in the three years you were married?" he sounded incredulous.
I blushed. The way Grayson asked questions and spoke, I was beginning to feel as though my marriage to Johnathon was not the typical one that most had. That perhaps it was different and not in a good way.
"Not once" I whispered, avoiding his gaze "Johnathon didn't want to be disturbed while he showered. Said it made him moody" I added quietly.
Grayson frowned. I blushed even deeper. "I need the bathroom," I said quickly and h
