"Diego." Much like when they were together and she wanted him to stop teasing, Annie's mind had sort of gone blank save for his name.

She found her voice again a second later, though, and managed, "Holy shit, look at you."

Like, that was awfully flattering, considering she wasn't even there. And...you know, inspiring, so maybe her own hand was drifting a little down her chest, her fingertips brushing along the curve of a breast before she rolled her nipple between two fingers, more experimental than shy, now.