She watched the rise and fall of his body as he strained to finish his push-ups. Sweat dripped from him as evidence of his intense workout. He finished, and after grabbing a towel to wipe up his exertion, he looked at her. She didn't care that he knew she was openly admiring his structure.

"What," he asked as she continued to look him over. She just smiled and shrugged.

"Nothing," she responded. He went to the fridge and pulled out a carton, and began to drink. As he did, Temperance only thought one thing…Milk. It does a body good.