Her toes, speaking of, actually curled as she shivered, and that hand on her chest was now at the hollow of her throat as Annie...okay, fine, adjusted her shoulders against her pillow so she had a good view. (It didn't mean she had to watch the whole time! But...like, he really did look so hot she might catch fire, right now.)

And with everything closer in range, the hand that had traveled down her hip was now making its way into Diego's hair. She wasted no time in knotting her fingers in his hair and giving an encouraging little...pull. Not too bossy -- yet -- but definitely an attempt to communicate that Annie felt he could definitely speed up his trajectory here a bit. Please.