He still needed a new record needle, by the way! And a new sketchbook. Their next stop, or whenever he was better, he was going to go get both! Callum had certainly missed the physical contact that was as simple as just having her close to him. He was glad she came by, and he hoped she didn't have to go anytime soon. With the events over the last 24 hours, he didn't even know what time it was, at the moment. If she had to go to work, sadly, he'd understand. But he hoped he'd have her for a little bit longer.
Even if she did constantly make him blush! For one reason or another. No, he wasn't old. He wasn't even quite 40, yet! But sexuality made him squirm a little! He couldn't help it.
"Fuck," he bit at his lip, "please sit on my face," he blushed even brighter, if that was possible! "When I'm better," he added, "because yeah, if.. if we did anything now, I don't think I'd survive," Catherine was wild. He was not in 100% health. They'd have to deal with it.