Eunoia 2 [{V.H}]

34

Kitty

The trip to the store didn't take long at all. In all honesty it took longer to get Finch all harnessed up because we somehow lost his service dog in training vest.

I guess we don't leave the house much huh?

There's a quiet knock on the bathroom door, startling me out of my trance so I yelp quietly before I respond, "Just a second."

I look back at myself in the mirror, and roll my lips into my mouth.

I feel ridiculous.

While we were at the store, I looked for a way to get away from Vinnie so I could sneak off to the lingerie section. Thankfully, Finch all of a sudden started doing his alert so I was able to course Vinnie into taking him outside really quick. I was pleasantly surprised at Targets selection of underwear, but the only one that really caught my eye was a pink see through lace one piece that unbuttoned at the crotch and undid on the shoulders. I snatched it off the rack and practically ran through the store to check out so Vinnie didn't see me buying it.

But now I'm standing in it, and I feel so out of my comfort zone that I've recently built. I straightened the waves out of my hair, shaved, did some light makeup and painted my nails. Which is a lot more than I've done for myself in a while... but I feel good. I kind of look, normal, especially with the color in my cheeks from embarrassment.

I rub my lips together, making sure the honey flavored lip gloss is applied evenly on my lips before I take a step back from the mirror.

I can do this.

I walk to the bathroom door and unlock it, switching off the light from the bathroom before I open the door.

My eyes find Vinnie the second the door is opened, he's propped up against the headboard of the bed with one of the diaries in his hand, ready to read it to me like we do every night. But when he sees me the book falls straight of his hands onto his lap, and his eyes go wide.

It's all about feeling good, and if I make myself feel good, then I'll look good.

I flash a shy smile and step into the bedroom, my eyes going down to the skimpy outfit that shows my nipples through it before I slowly do a spin with my hands going to my hair so I can run my fingers through it.

"Do you like it?" My voice comes out higher than expected, but It goes unnoticed from what I can tell because Vinnie sits quietly on the bed, unmoving.

I put my hands behind my back and face him, interlocking my fingers as I approach him on my tiptoes. When I reach the bed, I slowly crawl onto it from the footboard, and look up at him.

His eyes stay on me, like a fox watching a rabbit move about, deathly still and it almost looks like he's not breathing.

I smile at him and crawl on all fours up the bed to him, where I pick up the diary on his lap and put it to the side. I sit up to straddle his lap, my heart hammering out of my chest as I wait for him to do anything, or say anything but he doesn't.

I sit down fully on him, and put my hands on my thighs, "Say something?"

He finally takes a breath, and he moves his hands slowly to the fabric to run his fingers down my sternum.

His eyes stay focused on my chest as he asks in a groggy voice, "Where did you get-"

"I've had it." I casually respond, shrugging my shoulders. I place my hands on his shoulders and lean forward a bit.

"I erm..." he blinks harshly, "Like the color."

I hum and slide my hands up his shoulders to the nape of his neck so I can swirl his hair around my fingers.