RIO
My breath hitched, and the purring, I swear, I could hear it echoing off the walls of the entire diner. Could others also hear the voice now? Is that possible?
More patrons of the diner started to take notice of my frozen panicked state, still filling the doorway, as if unsure whether to enter or hit the ground running.
To be honest, I was considering the latter.
What was this? I’d never been so dumbstruck by a pair of blue eyes before, but the bearded, muscle-bound, walking red flag has me under some spell that I can’t seem to shake myself out of.
The voice within me, although she wants me to go to this man who has a professional heartbreaker tattooed on his deeply defined body, was also enjoying my conflict.
Were the voices in your head supposed to mock and tease you? Was that
