"Hello...?"
She mumbled, her voice still thick and lazy with sleep. His voice came through the line.
"What are you doing?"
"Sleeping..."
The thought instantly chased all the sleep away, her face flushing with embarrassment. 'How could my mind have gone there?'
"Say my name!" his voice suddenly commanded from the other end, leaving her utterly bewildered.
'Why would he suddenly call just to have me say his name? It's so weird.'
"I told you to say my name!"
"This isn't right!"
Just as the words left her mouth, she heard a satisfied growl from his end, followed by a long sigh. Then came the sound of his heavy, ragged breathing. She instantly understood what he had been doing, and her face turned completely red. Gripping her phone, she cursed him, flustered and exasperated.
"Julian Donovan, you... you... you... you're a giant pervert!"
'He was just... just...'
"I sleep with my right hand every night!"
