Hey, he was naked and wet and built like the Greek gods depicted all over the place. And she hadn't been prepared for it. He should be happy that he was getting whole words.
His angry demand snapped her out of her trance. Zoe winced and shook her head a bit, fighting desperately to regain some of her calm.
Not looking at his bare, muscly, dripping chest would probably help. She dragged her gaze up to his face. "I was checking on you," she told him softly. "To see if you were better. And I brought you some lunch. And extra, if your brothers were here. But they're not."