Please state your desire..." said the feminine voice. "Hello?" he asked, looking at his phone, wondering if he misdialled. "Yes? Please state your desire, I'm here to fulfil all your fantasies..." she continued. Marcus had to catch his breath. This was the sultriest, sexiest voice he's ever heard! Was this the woman Julian was all mushy over? Shit! They were both in trouble! God help him! He readjusted himself in his seat and said, "Is this 415 XXX XXXX?" "It is indeed. What can I do for you?" the smoky voice replied. "This is Marcus Brent...." He could barely articulate. He was distracted by the voice. "Hello Marcus. I've been expecting your call. How may I help you?" she asked. "Well, I...I'm calling to discuss Julian, Julian McCarty...." he asserted, feeling a bit more in control now that he knew he had the right woman on the line. "And?" she asked lightly. "Hmm, Well, it seems your encounter affected him quite a bit..." he continued. He simply didn’t know how else to word it. "It tends to happen.
