It was incredibly tempting to follow Fabian back into the shower and spend some time in the hot water together. She had certainly noticed how his body was changing and appreciated it. A lot.
Instead, Marietta some how found the willpower to finish dressing. Pulling on a pair of jeans and a soft, deep purple cashmere jumper she looked far more casual than normal. Fabian was making her change as well, though Marietta wasn't sure if he noticed or not. She certainly hadn't lost any weight and knew he wouldn't have liked it if she did. But she smiled more often and didn't fuss about her looks as often.
While he showered, Marietta went about cleaning his room. Amazed at just how much of her things had ended up on his floor she started sorting through them. She really didn't need four different dresses and eight pairs of shoes over here, did she?
"Fabian," she called out to him. "Can I have one of your drawers?"