“I didn't get that baby. Could we do that again without stuttering?”
“Stop calling me that.” She told him, sounding horrified after he called her that once again.
“I'll call you whatever I like, what are you wearing right now?” He asked, his voice still not an octave higher or lower.
“Why do you want to know?”
“Answer me Lacriz.” The way he called her name once again, all sense flew away, and she looked down at herself.
“Shorts and a crop top.” She told him, that was what she wore to sleep in different designs all the time.
“I'd kill to see you in it right now.” His voice sounded deeper. She clenched her thighs together harder.
She disconnected the call and decided to play a very dangerous game. She went to stand near her solar lamp and switched it on. She took a picture of jus
