Fabian went for a jog while Marietta was in the shower. The bug that bit him back in his own time was biting him here. Maybe it was just time for him to grow up. Back at home it was the war that kicked his backside in gear, and here? Well, having that amazing, beautiful, wonderful woman in his bed made him want to be a better man. And that meant better physically on top of emotionally, mentally.
He came back from his run and continued his work-out in the room, waiting for her to finish her shower. He was doing sit-ups when she came out of the bathroom. He was sweaty and gross, and even in just a towel she looked amazing.
"Finished in there?" He asked, flopping onto his back on the floor.