Trinity
“What do we have here?” Thaddeus shut the bathroom door with a quick ‘click’ of the lock. He was in nothing but his grey sweatpants. Gods, what is it about grey sweatpants and guys? It must be the way they go commando, nothing underneath, just letting everything hang out.
I had just stepped out of the shower, towel drying my hair before bed. Today had been exciting, exhausting all at the same time and the time frolicking in the creek with my self pity left me feeling more than dirty.
“Uh,” I stuttered. “Drying my hair?” My hair felt longer, healthier than when I first entered the shower. In fact, I had noticed a lot of things that were different. My skin was clear of any hormonal acne that my PCOS would pop out at any given moment, my breasts a bit firmer and maybe a bit of a gl
