““Fuck you." I shrug. "You already have." She rolls her eyes as her cheeks gain color. "So I have." Bethany puts her drink down and her voice drops a few octaves, laughingly, "And what fun i had whilst doing it." I chuckle uncontrollably, at so small a thing? No. Maybe it's the fact I've realized why other men had held nothing more than a vague interest for me "Oh, Beth!" I mock lament, both in reaction to her silliness and my own thoughts. She abruptly stops laughing. "I swear to god, I would kill for your voice. Each time you speak it's like being ear fucked." "Ear fucked," I echo and wince. "No, thank you.””
