Re: [self sexy-ing]
The vision, that was the only word she could think to put on it, wasn't someone unknown to her. Or even a place, because she recognized the penthouse as soon as he stepped into it. She even recognized herself, dancing, and remembered that day a few weeks ago when Theo came home and barely smiled at her before heading to the shower.
Long ago she stopped asking about his shower time. There were times when all she wanted to do was get clean too and she can't begrudge him that. Nor does she begrudge him the look he took. She's been taking her own after all. The biggest surprise though, was what he was thinking of. Him?
That doesn't stop the self hate from nearly knocking the breath out of her. Theo hated himself for it and she could barely breathe around it as she rolled off the couch and landed on all fours. It hurt, aching down deep in the core of her. There was barely enough time to catch her breath before the next 'vision' hit.