Alexa settled into her bath, closing her eyes and resting her head against the tub, feeling thoroughly exhausted. Just as she was on the brink of falling asleep, the door creaked open, causing her to open her eyes and gaze towards the entrance. Her eyes widened as she saw someone standing there.
"Why... why are you here?" Alexa asked, blinking her eyes as the person walked into the room.
"Ryan... I'm asking you," she said, while Ryan chuckled with his hands in his pants pocket.
"I am your husband, and this is my house. Why do you think I can't be here?" Ryan asked, as he began unbuttoning his shirt. Alexa frowned, her heart rate quickening.
"Um... Ryan," Alexa called out, her voice quivering.
"Yes? I'm here. What is it, babygirl?" Ryan responded, taking off his shirt and approaching Alexa, standing before her.
Looking up at him from the tub, Alexa's breath caught in her throat as she beheld his exposed, muscular chest.