Tempest
The sound of his voice… Was it him?
Oh, God! Was that seductive throaty voice real? Was he really here? I didn’t just imagine it, did I?
Whether he was there or not for real, my heart quivered with such bloody excitement that I could not breathe well. I tried to push that marble down my throat. Contrarily, I was ready to be disappointed if I had an auditory hallucination for dreaming of him to be with me, especially tonight when I missed and needed him.
“What are you doing here at this time of night, Tempest? You shouldn’t be here,” he added that I almost jump joyously.
He’s here! He’s really here! my mind screamed animatedly. I could feel my heart dance away while I held my breath for a
