Icing on the Cake

~32~

Calum and I got ready together at his house. We were both in his bedroom with the door closed when he just stripped down to only his underwear. I started to get nervous for two reasons. Firstly, he was almost naked. And that’s exciting. Secondly, I knew he wanted to have sex and I knew I wasn’t ready.

Calum got dressed in his tuxedo. It was his signature look, black pants, blue shirt, black bow tie, gray suspenders and a black fedora. And damn he pulled it off fine.

“Aren’t you going to get dressed?” Calum asked me. “You know; I can always help you.” He said while grabbing my shirt, trying to lift it up.

“No!” I snapped, slapping his hand away. I immediately realized what I did. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap like that.”

“Is something wrong?” Calum asked.

I took a deep breath, nervous to say what I was about to. “I’m not ready to have sex tonight. And I feel like you want to do that.”

Calum sat down. “I mean, I always want to do that, but I don’t want to pressure you into it if you’re not ready.”

I smiled at him. “I don’t deserve you.”

“Yes you do.” Calum said, hugging me. He then handed me my clothes, dark gray pants, dark gray vest, dark gray tie, and aqua shirt. “Go change in the bathroom.”

I took my clothes, got up, and smiled at him.

“It feels weird to say this for that,” I said, “But thanks.”

Notes

Lol there's low-key smut coming up in chapter 34.