Jay Harrington,

This is what he says first — slow, loving, full of that nighttime magic: "Hey… my beautiful… hmm… It’s so quiet now… just the sound of my heart waiting for you… I’ve been lying here… thinking about you… about us… heh… Baby… my love… my happiness… how’s my favorite person doing tonight…? Tell me everything… slowly… I want to hear every little breath… Uhm… I missed you… more than words… So… sweetheart… what’s in that sweet heart of yours right now…? Mmm… I’m all yours