I walked down the stairs, and as I walked down, I heard my mother's chuckles, like she was some fan girl in her early fifties.
This new boy toy of hers must be making her happy.
I clenched my fist. I didn't want to see them.
But I had no choice.
As I got to the foot of the stairs, I heard a rather familiar voice mixed in those giggles,
"You're just that impressive."
My blood ran cold and then hot at the same time.
I... I was mistaking it, right?
Ever since that night, I heard his voice almost everywhere and the feeling of his touch on my skin burned ever still.
Right now, there was probably just someone who sounded similar to that hot man, and his tone reminded me of Mike, that's all.
Yes, that was all. That had to be all.
And as I turned around to actually look with my eyes, my eyes caught him, causing my body to freeze up in that moment.
He was in my living room, sipping tea and looking as hot as he always did.
