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Drake’s tight t-shirt clung to every contour in his arms and his torso, and I tried not to stare.

“No, man, she’s not.” Cal growled, arms folded as he stood in front of me.

Drake raised his eyebrows at us and shrugged. “Whatever. I need to hit the hay. Have fun, kids.” He jumped down from the counter, making his way upstairs as he smirked at me.

My cheeks burned as Cal turned me towards him and stroked my face tenderly. “If we are going to do this Raven, you’re gonna have to get used to people having a problem with it.”

He brushed his finger over my cheek as he stared into my eyes. I wanted him so much it hurt. I leaned up, gathering his hair in my hand as I pressed his head towards me, meeting his mouth with mine.

I still can’t believe I get to do that— kiss Cal Fallon!

I felt like the luckiest girl in the world. Except now, I had to face reality.

Cal handed me his duffle coat, which I quickly zipped up.

“I’ll get the car keys,” he said as he made his way past me into the hall.

“We could walk, it’s not far,” I pointed out.

Cal laughed, looking pointedly at the heels I had worn last night in my hand. “It’s your call, babe, if you really wanna walk.” He smirked at me as I rolled my eyes.

Smug bastard.

We made our way to the car, and I glanced around, terrified, in case we saw anyone we knew. Cal leaned over to me, his eyes burning into mine.

“Relax, it’s early. Drake was just getting in from his night out; everyone will be asleep.”

A few minutes later, he pulled up a little past my house and turned off the engine. He leaned back and watched me as I gathered my dress in one hand, and my heels in the other. I looked at him longingly as I went to open the car door.

“How can I miss you when you are right in front of me?” I asked, my voice heavy with desire.

He smiled then, before chuckling. “Is that your next question?”

I laughed as I opened the door.

“Text me,” he ordered, his eyes locked on mine as I nodded.

As if I wouldn’t.

I climbed out of the car and made my way into the house, praying no one was up. The house was silent and all I could hear was Cal’s car driving away.

I crept up the stairs and into my room, catching sight of myself in his clothes. I stripped them off before I pulled on my pyjamas, using a makeup wipe to remove the sticky mascara. I had just climbed into bed as my phone pinged.

CAL:

Bed is cold without you.

A rush of excitement swept through me as I imagined him lying in bed thinking of me. I’m about to respond when my phone pinged again.

LUKE:

Ring me. We need to talk.

My heart sank.

How can I be so happy yet so sad at the same time?

I texted Cal first, without even thinking.