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Who is she talking about?
"No idea?"
Paola grins upon hearing this. "He heard me, didn't he?"
Oh God.
"I'm talking about you, lover boy—-"
Heat invades my cheeks, and I can only feel my face turning a hotter shade of red when I hear the Devil chuckle in my ear.
What have you told her about me?
"Nothing."
Who does she think I am?
"I...I think you already know."
The Devil chuckles again, and even though it still sounds like the awful mutation of aliens and monsters—-
It seems like I'mstillunder his spell, with how my ears are exercising a huge amount of creative license...that I'm able to imagine myself hearing something silky and alluringly masculine instead.
God, you're so hopeless, Sheen.
I thought of you all night.
"Oh." It's the best I can do, with how his words have me squirming while Paola starts watching me like my life has become her new favorite reality show.
And you, Sheena?
Have you thought of me at all?
"I have."
Several moments pass, and my heart starts pounding for some reason.
Do you remember what I told you yesterday?
"Um..."
I said we should talk about what you're going to call me.
Now that, I do remember, and I tell him so.
Have you any suggestions then?
Do you have any name in mind?
"What about Sir—-"
There you go surprising me again.
My eyes widen. How exactly have I surprised him? I kinda thought my suggestion would've been a no-brainer, since his disguised voice sounds more AI than human.
I never thought you'd be bold enough to suggest such a thing.
Huh? Did I hear him right? How can the name 'Siri' be bold in any way?
