Marcus’ POV
I hum to myself softly as I half listen to the newscaster on the television in the living area of my open plan space, He's currently in the process of talking about a player from one of our rival teams who has been arrested for DUI. I shake my head as I listen to how he's already been bailed out by his manager, and is expected in court in a few months, wondering how his team is going to react to that kind of stupidity.
When I carried her up here, I’d had to strip her in the bathroom, doing my best to wipe her face and hair clean with a wet towel as she lay limply in my arms before dressing her in my t-shirt and sliding her into my bed.
It had felt weird, seeing her there, I never have women stay over, never invite them back here, but as I stood in the doorway watching her sl
