Chapter 77 - The Sexiest Voice (1/2)

Q. When did you last sing to yourself? To someone else?

”Yesterday, in the shower. I blasted some music and scrubbed my body clean.”

”You did that on purpose. You wanted me to imagine you!” His voice was low and gruff. Even though he seemed like he was scolding her, there was amusement hidden underneath those words.

'What a tease,' he thought.

”I may or may not be guilty of the crime you just mentioned,” she replied, admitting to her folly.

”When did you last sing to someone else?” he asked, wishing to turn the conversation to a more PG-rated one. He didn't want to turn their platonic conversations into something else. It would just not benefit what these questions were about.

”I don't even remember. I don't even go to karaoke's so I don't think I have ever sang in front of someone…” she grumbled. These questions really were obscure. ”But now that I think about it, during the fresher's celebration, the seniors asked me to sing a song which someone else could lap dance to. That was the first and last time I sang in front of others.” She frowned at the memory. A hall full of people had heard her sing that song and she had felt utterly humiliated.

”Damn, what did you sing?” he asked, a little excited.

”Buttons by Pussycat dolls,” she admitted, abashed.

”You have to be kidding me, love. You have to sing it for me.” He jumped from his bed, going over to his computer and taking out the lyrics so that he could hear her sing it and enjoy the song to the fullest.

”No. Definitely not,” she said firmly.

”Please, love?” he coaxed. ”I'll record myself stripping if it makes you feel better,” he pleaded in a low voice that made her feel vulnerable. He had a way of making her do things.

”You promise?” she asked in a small voice, resolution building in her heart. He hummed in acknowledgment and waited patiently for her to muster up the courage and sing the song.

When she began, her voice was soft and barely audible, but as the song progressed, she seemed to grow louder, singing the notes with confidence. Her voice was clear and pure, sexy even though she tried not to make it sexual. He joined in after a little while, giving her a push during the chorus. She gained more confidence.

On the other side of the city, Katherine was standing on top of her bed, swinging her hips and shimmying to the beats of the song, her voice wavering with the motion. She personally loved the song, but singing it in front of so many people had made her nervous. Now, in front of him, it was a bit awkward, but she could get past it easily.

'What a turn of events,' she thought as he started to sing along. When she finished, she was breathless and she could hear his breathing following hers. It was calming.

”You have the sexiest voice,” he said after a long moment of silence.