Elspeth saw a hint of slyness in Callum’s gaze.
Callum still had the same appearance, but the coldness and dignity in his soul had vanished. The Callum before her was a big ferocious wolf dressed in sheep’s clothing.
“Can we sleep separately, Callum? I’m not quite ready yet.”
Not so much prepared as not prepared at all.
Callum’s eyelids did not flutter. A smile gradually crept to his lips as he noticed a flash of dread on Elspeth’s face.
“It’s fine. Everyone has their first time.”
How dirty-minded!
Elspeth shivered as she cuddled up on the bed.
Kneeling beside her, Callum put his hand beside her to take away the quilt.
The next thing Elspeth knew, Callum, who was usually dignified, was lying on the sofa in a suit, leaving the bed for her alone.
“Let’s sleep.”
Elspeth was unable to react in time. She expected Callum to impose himself on her.
“Callum, you’re the epitome of a gentleman.”
Elspeth’s eyes were welling up with tears. The impression he left on her became even more positive.
He calmly closed his eyes and said, “I’m not. I’ll come back to bed immediately if you say anything else.”
“Don’t! I’ll sleep now.”
Elspeth was terrified and hastily closed her eyes.
Elspeth couldn’t sleep after some time. And the consistent breathing sound by her side surprised her.
In a setting like this, he could sleep.
“Callum,” she called out quietly. The sound of breathing faded quickly, followed by Callum’s somewhat scratchy voice.
“What is it? Did you have a nightmare?”
“No, I can’t sleep.”
Callum was a square. “Keep trying. Count sheep or something. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to enjoy tomorrow.”
“I tried, yet I can’t sleep. I’m not sure why.”
In fact, Elspeth knew the reason best. It was most likely because Callum was in the same room with her, and she felt nervous.
She didn’t want to say anything for fear of making him upset.
“What should we do now?”
Elspeth pondered for a long time before coming up with a suggestion. “How about you tell me a story?”
Callum shook his head. “I’m not very good at telling stories.”
“When I was a kid and couldn’t sleep, my dad would tell me stories to soothe me to sleep.”
Elspeth felt nostalgic as she recalled her childhood.
“Fine.” Callum scowled and added, “There is a construction schedule for Damoria this year. The implementation is expected to begin on August 30th. To ensure that no one is injured—”
“Stop! Callum, I’m looking for a story, not a piece of news!”
Elspeth felt conflicted as she gazed at the dark figure not far away.
How can a man be so unromantic?
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