He Knew My Voice Day One Novels & Stories

Every single thing in my body stopped. That voice. I knew it. Not clearly, not from a specific moment, but the way you recognize something buried deep inside you—like a childhood song you can’t place. I snapped my head up, trying to see his face, but he was already walking away through the house, like he belonged there. I stared at him. Broad back. Calm, steady steps. Something about the way he moved felt painfully familiar. “God,” the words slipped out before I could stop them. “I’m not crazy. I swear I know that voice.”

I knew that voice before my mind could convince itself it was impossible. My fingers tightened around the phone as my pulse climbed into my throat. "Who is this?" I asked, even though part of me already knew. A slow breath reached me through the speaker. "It's me," he said quietly. "Alex." The world around me kept moving, but everything inside me stood still. I swallowed against the tightness gathering in my throat. "How did you get this number?" He didn't answer my question. Instead, the silence stretched between us for a heartbeat before his voice returned, quieter than I had ever known it to be.

Theme : Secrets . . There's something about his posture that's familiar. The guy sits bedside Simon and they do that guy fist pump greeting. "Hey man what's the emergency?" The guy’s deep voice washes over my sensitive ears freezing me inside out. I know that voice. If a hundred years past I would still know that voice. It was the voice I used to look forward to overhearing every day at school. It was the voice that I used to long for at night.

I can get all emotional just from the sound of his voice. How did he know? I want to ask."Okay, well I can't wait to see you too, I love you." I say. " I love you too baby, it'll be all over soon. I promise." He tries reassure me, making me smile despite the situation I'm in. I place the telephone back in its place, turning to face the guy. Before either one of us can speak, a sound comes from inside the house, snapping us to attention. It must be Joe. Thank the Lord.

My skin, ears, and lips felt like blood on fire. 'God, that's so embarrassing!' "I'm sorry," he said. "Miss, are you okay?" I looked at him with interest and surprise. It was like I knew something about his voice. "Have we met before?" I asked. "I seem to remember hearing your voice somewhere." He looked at me and said, "Yes, on the train." Instant jitters came over me when I thought about that day on the train. It was one of the most fantastic days of my life.

now her voice sounds like mine. "The one and only, you don't know how happy I am to hear your voice. " it's great to finally to talk to her. " I was so worried something happened to you that day. I'm so sorry you got dragged into that mess and I have kicked myself for not listening to you. "

“You didn’t know mine either.” “The hell I didn’t.” “What?” My hands fell and my eyes rounded. “I knew your damn name before I kissed you the first time. Knew you weren’t dating anyone and knew your former douchebag was banging other girls. So I snatched you up.” “You never called me anything but ‘Cheers’.” “You never gave me a reason to.” He wanted to, though. I was astonished. “I never knew all that, Por-” I could literally feel the tension off him and see his teeth gritting.

The longer I listen, the more I become certain, then, in an instant, it takes over my body. "I know the voice of one man."

Why does his voice sound so sexy every time I hear it. "Hi," I said trying to keep my excitement at bay. I was feeling like a teenager whose crush had just called. "How was your day?" He asked "Good. Yours?" "Stressful. I miss you." He admitted and my heart did a little somersault. I said nothing till he spoke up again. "If you don't want to talk it's fine. I just wanted to hear your voice before going to bed." Tiny butterflies were swirling around in my stomach. "Ok. Goodnight Adrios."

I woke up to a call from an unknown number, groggily answering it with my eyes half-closed. "Hello?" I lazily said while yawning. "Good morning, kissable lips." I immediately jolted awake upon hearing those words. "Who is this?" I asked, my eyes widening, though I already had a good guess as to who was calling. "My day is now complete after hearing your voice," I was taken aback by the certainty in his voice, sure to have a wide grin on his face as he spoke to me.