Ugh, it really was super hot to hear his breathing change like that. Annie got it now, and that just made her feel that much more confident.

"Your shirt," Annie corrected softly, just to do it, before setting her phone down for a second. There was a rustling noise, then Annie returned, slightly breathless. "Done."

And now she was just going to slide low in bed, like someone might bust her for this. (And thankfully, she'd remembered the deadbolt, so no one would.)