After a cacophony of noises, Scarlett Yates finally heard the voice she longed for: "What do you need me for?"
His voice came through the radio, deep and alluring, carrying a magnetic and sensual quality that could enchant anyone.
Some describe a man's voice as pleasing, saying it's a voice that can make ears pregnant.
Scarlett Yates felt that using this phrase to describe Matthew Saxon was quite apt.
The moment he spoke, her heartbeat went astray.
"Can't I look for you without a reason?" The wind blew stronger and louder, rattling the windows. Scarlett Yates felt a bit cold and closed the window before turning to walk to the bed, lazily leaning against the headboard.
Silence...
After a few seconds, Matthew Saxon's voice, flat and devoid of emotion, reached her ears again: "You've been crying, why?"
Scarlett Yates was taken aback.
"Who cried? I didn't cry." She touched the still-moist traces of tears on her eyes, vehemently denying it.
