You bit your lip, trying to stifle your laughter as your friend nodded, giving a thumbs-up. You took a deep breath and hit the call button. The phone rang, and on the third ring, I had answered Hello? my voice rumbled, low and gravelly, like rocks tumbling down a mountainside. I was definitely not Logan. My was a voice so deep that it had a menacing quality, a hint of something dangerous lurking just beneath the surface. Calling a man like me at midnight is your worst nightmare, love.
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06/02/2025
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