[Tabitha’s POV]
I step out of the shower, allowing all the built-up steam to billow around me while I stand in the doorway, taking in the shirtless man on my bed. After leaving my apartment, we came back to Atticus’ place, and I immediately headed to the bathroom to clean myself since I felt dirty due to the vision I had.
Even now, what I saw still left me feeling uneasy, and I couldn’t place why. Maybe it was because of how much desire I felt for the one I was with, or maybe it was because of the mummified-looking man I saw beforehand. I didn’t know, and I honestly didn’t want to think about it.
“Are you just going to stand there?” Atticus asks, reminding me that I wasn’t in that time and place anymore. “Or are you going to come join me?”
For a moment, I don’t move as I listen to the
