You and Wes had gone out on multiple dates over the course of the last three months.

Over that time, you started falling for him, and vise versa.

You’d told him about how you felt earlier that night. One thing led to another, until here you were, laying in your bed beside Wes, fully exposed under the covers.

He rolled over, propping himself up on one forearm, looking over at you with a soft smile.

“I’m glad you called.” He said, his voice lined with a slight rasp.