The Voice Note That Made Me Hard for the First Time in Years
Just 30 seconds. “I couldn’t sleep,” she whispered, her voice low and warm. “I kept thinking about what you wrote today—about how you still believe in slow love. It made me ache… in the best way. I wish you were here to show me what that feels like.” I played it again. And again. And for the first time in two years, I felt it—not just in my body, but in my soul. I was still desirable.