"In the middle of the night, are you thinking about... my body?" He seemed quite energetic, not even a hint of fatigue in his voice.
"I'm thinking about your body, so would you be willing to come over now?" Faced with his playful demeanor, she had learned to handle it with ease.
"Of course, I'm at your service any time."
"Alright, then I want you to get to my apartment within thirty minutes." Sophie Smith said earnestly.
"Okay." It seemed there was a slight sound near his ear, "Open the door, the elevator will be up in two minutes."
"..."
Sure enough, just two minutes later, the doorbell rang, and Sophie was genuinely surprised.
She stood on her tiptoes and saw that familiar face through the peephole.
The man stood in front of her door with a smile on his lips, causing a flutter in Sophie's heart.
"Not opening the door?"
"..."
Sophie obediently opened the door.
