#19. Wine
Tris watches Tobias appreciatively as he steps out from the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around him. His hair is slightly tousled and damp from his shower. Despite the years, he still maintains the same well-defined contours of muscles that make her cheeks burn. Little has changed, but when once he stood as a young and uncertain boy, he now stands as a mature and confident man. He has aged, she thinks, like fine wine.
When he finally catches her staring, he strides over to her purposefully and kisses her in a way that leaves her intoxicated for hours.