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Callum woke up the next morning. He groaned as he fully woke up, immediately feeling a slight headache. He had a bit too much last night. He slowly opened his eyes, adjusting to the light of the room. He glanced to the side, only to freeze when he saw Evara lying in the bed next to him.
Callum slowly propped himself up on his elbow, looking down at her sleeping form again. He was so tempted to reach out and touch her, but he knew better than to do that.
"Shit..." He murmered, running a hand through his hair as he continued to admire her. He looked down at himself pulling the covers off himself, his boxers and white tee was still on. He felt bad but lifted the blanket up some more where she was, she still had her dress on but her tights were off, he sighed before he lifted up her dress revealing her white lace underwear. He didn't wanna be weird but he was tempted to see the rest of her shape. He lifted her dress up some more looking at her waist, he felt her start to move and groan, he glanced at her letting her dress go.
Callum was still watching her when she started to stir and wake up. He couldn't help but smirk slightly as he saw how groggy she was, clearly still waking up from the previous night's events.
"Morning" He said in a soft voice
"Did I sleep with you?" She immediately asked before yawning
"Yes you slept with me" he nodded smiling
She placed her palm against her forehead, she still looked confused and worried.
"You didn't fuck me you just spent the night, sadly" He sighed as she rolled her eyes.
"Are you sure?"She asked
"I mean you could change that.." He smirked again as she rolled her eyes getting off the bed picking up her thigh high tights and heels off the floor.
"Can I get your number?" He asked as she started pulling up her tights on her legs.
"...why?" She asked
"You wouldn't wanna do this again?" He asked
"Do what?" She asked irritatedly as her face scrunched up.
"Spend 150 dollars on drinks and come back to my place?" He asked
"...that's how much I owe you? 75" She asked widening her eyes. She took her purse off the night stand. He got out of his bed going over to her.
"No no no, you don't owe me anything..drinks were on me last night- it's fine" he spoke pushing her money back to her chest.
"No I don't wanna have to owe you anything later-"
"Don't worry about it- I promise, I don't want anything other but your number" he smiled looking down at her.
"Um..okay.." she sighed, he watched her take a pen out of her bag and the same tissue she used to wipe her tears with last night
