Chapter Forty Nine

"W–What are you doing?" Elena asked, stuttering.

"Removing my clothes, of course." Calhoun looked back at Elena with a smirk. "You don't expect me to go to bed with these clothes, do you?"

"You're sleeping here?" Elena asked, breathing fast.

"We have agreed already on this. I told you that I want to spend much time as I have left with you, and yes, that includes sharing a room with you." He shrugged off his coat, then his inner shirt, leaving only flimsy inner-wear.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked, passing her a teasing glance.

"N–Nothing!" Elena quickly said, her face flushing red. Calhoun chuckled.

"Don't worry. I told you I won't do anything to you. Not anything that you don't want, anyway." He said, teasing her. Elena's face flushed more crimson, and she quickly covered it with her hands. She heard the shrugging of clothes, couldn't stop her curiosity and peeked from between her eyes. She instantly regretted that she had done that.

"C-Can'