Stella's POV:
"Yes."
"Do you miss me in bed?" James lowered his voice and laughed flirtatiously.
I smiled and replied, "Yes. Can you come back?"
His laughter echoed continuously from the other end of the phone.
"I'm going in."
"What's the rush?" He snorted. "Talk to me for a while until I finish this cigarette."
"Are you smoking outside?"
"Yes, those drunkards are so crazy that they risk their lives for a drink. I didn't bother to indulge just like them, so I came out for a break."
It turned out that James was also at a social event. Therefore, I advised, "Drink less."
"Are you worried about me?"
"Yes, I am. If you die of alcohol, what about my revenge?"
He laughed even louder. "I won't. You are still burning with desire, waiting for me to come back and satisfy you."
"You're d
