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Preference #19: Get dressed, now is not sexy time it's serious time.

I slammed the door shut, feeling frustrated after the day at work and kept the rain out of the house. My hair felt damp against my chest and I knew it would leave patches, just like it always did during the winter period. Placing my keys into the bowl located next to the door I slipped my coat off along with my broken umbrella and sighed at it's limp state. 

"Y/n? That you?" The highlight of my day called for me as I quickly walked up the stairs, embracing the warmth the house radiated. I removed the band that held half of my hair into place, shaking off rain droplets as I reached the top of the stairs, discarding my shirt as I approached our bedroom. 

Leaning against the door frame I saw him. How effortlessly he splayed himself across the bed in only his underwear, how his toned muscles were bulging at every opportunity. He observed my damp state, his eyes lingered at my chest and down to my left hand, slowly and seductively he walked towards me. I couldn't help but get a good look at his tanned body before he stood before me, embracing me into his warmth that contrasted my cold. 

"Hello handsome." I spoke with a tempting tone, he knew what I was playing at. It was all part of my games after a bad day, a way to make sure all of my bad days had much more interesting endings.

His hands linked around my waist, bringing us closer until we melted into one. "My my." He teased as his hands wondered around my body, causing goosebumps to rise. "Someones had a bad day haven't they?" He continued to taunt me as he held my hand, stroking the ring that he had placed on my finger months beforehand. He lead me towards our bed where he pushed me down, and hovered above me, waiting to make his move. 

I felt needy, I was impatient for this, like a child demanding the toy the wanted before Christmas day. He could sense it as I squirmed, waiting for him to make his first move in our little game. His hand would be placed softly against the head rest as he would straddle my waist, then his head would duck and his forehead would rest against mine. We'd engage in a long passionate kiss, one that led to a more heated make out session, it was at this point that he removed my bra and the phone rang. 

Pulling away he pouted, his brown eyes melting into my soul with a disheartened look. I decided to leave it having seen the look in his eyes, how enchanting they were. My hands found their way into his dark brown hair, gripping onto it as he felt around, exploring as he wished. Then it happened again, my phone rang and I let out a frustrated sigh. "I'm sorry Cal, I've got to get that." He rolled off of me and sat next to me as I caught my breath and answered the phone. "Hello? Yes, this is she." I started and my concentration was fading as Calum's lips found their way to my neck. "He did what?!" I yelled and he pulled away, I frantically grabbed my bra and managed to get Calum to do it up whilst I remained on the phone. "Yes, I'll be there right away." I finished the call and placed my phone back on the side.

"Is someone hurt?" He asked as he perched on the edge of the bed whilst I rested my head in my hands.

I let out a scoff, "They sure are about to be." I joked but only partially, the one thing I didn't need to make my day worse, this of all things. "My dad got himself arrested!" I threw my arms up in the air, a sense of disbelief as I said the words the officer had repeated to me. "For being drunken and disorderly, it's a precaution they took with him. So he isn't in any real trouble, just needs collecting." I explained as I slipped a dry top on, sighing as I saw Cal lying there.

"Why can't your mum do it? Or your siblings?" Now it was is turn to whine like a child as I put a fresh pair of dry socks on, he remained still refusing to help any further after the bra fiasco.

I tied my hair back up to keep it out of my face, and once that was done all was left was to put on shoes and one of Cals hoodies. "Mums on holiday with her friends and you know how unreliable they can be. No wonder Dad said I would, typical." I muttered the last part, grabbing Cals hoodie and slipped it on over my head. I continued to talk about the situation but as I turned he wasn't behind me, at all.

Approaching the bedroom I saw he still wore that mischievous look, he was waiting and trying to tempt me with his alluring look in his eyes. Letting out a now heavy sigh I glared towards him, "Come on Cal!" I whined looking to my watch having been told I had to collect my dad within certain hours or he'd spend the night there. Finding a top he had left on the chair I threw it in his direction and some discarded jeans too. "Get dressed, now is not sexy time it's serious time." I complained and he said no further word whilst he covered himself and followed me towards the front door.

As we got into the car I started the engine, the station was about half an hour away and as we drove off I mentally listed all the better things I could be doing for half an hour. I glanced over to Cal who looked as miserable as anything. "Trust your dad to still manage to ruin the mood." He huffed and I couldn't help but let out a small laugh, after everything that today faced me with Cal would always manage to make me laugh, and I couldn't be more thankful to have him by my side.