Song Yi furrowed her brows and tapped on the voice message. Due to the noisy surroundings, she picked up her phone and placed the speaker against her ear.
She heard him say, "Do you know what it's like to kiss passionately on the street? Want to try?"
His voice was light, with a touch of lazy playfulness in its tone, both roguish and serious.
The voice was sexy and magnetic, with a tension that grabbed the ear, ambiguous and tingling.
Song Yi's steps suddenly halted; each word he spoke made her whole body tremble, intense emotions roiling in her heart, burning hot.
Adding to it, her cheeks flushed red.
She swallowed, and the phone vibrated. Another voice message came through.
"Then—let everyone know what we're going to do when we get home, okay?"
Thump thump—
Song Yi's heartbeat quickened. His voice came through the phone, yet seemed so close, as if enveloped by his breath, even her breathing became chaotic.
