"Calhoun as much as I feel Lily went overboard, I can't let you get her arrested!" His grandfather reprimanded on the phone that morning.
Police officers had marched to the house and they were requesting for Lily Lawson. My refused to leave her room and Benson had to go find his father so he could talk to them. At first Mr. Lawson Senior didn't want to intervene but he soon felt for his son and decided to speak to the police officers. He was shocked when they informed him that the orders were directly from Calhoun and they were instructed not to leave that house without her in handcuffs.
"Calhoun, she is your aunt!" He went on in anger. "Whatever happened between you two can't you solve it amicably? As a family!"
Calhoun didn't want to speak that morning but this was his grandfather and he couldn't keep staying mute. The old man didn't deserve such treatment.
"Grandfather, first of all, Lily isn't my aunt! She isn't even my family! The last time I checked, she was just a woman your son, Benson married to birth you grandsons!" Calhoun spat with such venom, Mr. Lawson senior felt a jolt in his heart.
"For daring to threaten my Ariana, she needs to get arrested and then after she spends a few nights in the cell she must have learnt her lesson!"
"Calhoun! I can't let you do this! What do you want the media to say about the family? That we are divided?" The old man asked him.
"I don't care about the media Grandfather! They can get involved or not... That's their problem, not mine!" Calhoun insisted stubbornly.
His loud voice had woken Ariana who slept by his side. Calhoun wanted to arrest his aunt for her?
"This would only make it harder for us to accept your Ariana, Calhoun! Don't you see it?" Grandfather cried out.
Calhoun was about to speak out in anger but he felt warm hands on his chest and he turned to find Ariana looking up at him.
"Carl, let it go. You don't need to arrest her," She whispered as she leaned against him.
Her words soothed the anger deep within him but it wasn't enough to wipe out the anger he had towards Lily.
"Calhoun are you still there?" His grandfather called out in the phone.
"Yes, I am here," he replied sternly. "I will give the order for the police men to leave but she will have to apologise to Ariana in person and she has to do it in my presence." Calhoun didn't wait for his grandfather to speak before he hung up.
He sent a text to his friend in the police department to call his boys and leave Lily for now. If she repeated her stupid acts again, he would not hesitate to take her to orison like the cheap criminal she was.
"Carl," Ariana said holding his shoulders. "Relax," She whispered.
Calhoun heaved but his shoulders were still tensed under his shirt. He hadn't rested enough since he left for that meeting and when he came back, he couldn't go home. He had come straight to see Ariana. They had slept together on the bed but he was still tensed up.
"Lay down let me give you a massage," Ariana suggested.
He took off his shirt and laid on the bed one more time giving her access to his shoulders.
Ariana tried her best to release the knots one after the other along his shoulders and back.
"You know..." He started slowly, "I will feel much better if you let me eat you," he whispered under her hands.
Ariana smiled shaking her head. "You are such a nawty man! I told you we are not going to have sex until we are both sure of what we want!"
"But I am sure of what I want. I want you," He whined like a child.
Ariana laughed out at his antics. He was this tough guy to the world but when they were alone, he was this cute guy that stole her heart every time.
"I know I want you... Besides I didn't say I wanted sex... I just want to eat you," he repeated.
Catching her off guard he turned suddenly so that he was his toned chest was now facing the ceiling.
"Argh!" Ariana shrieked at the action. "What are you doing?" She asked.
Rather than give her his reply, his devilish grin filled his face and Ariana felt butterflies spurt in her lower tommy. She could feel his next action even before he did it.
He turned her over so she was now on the bed and he was hovering on top of her.
"When was the last time you kissed me Ariana?" He demanded.
"Hmm, last night?" She squeaked in laughter.
He lowered himself to her face and placed a kiss on her forehead. Then another on the ridge of her nose. "That wasn't a kiss. It was a welcome embrace..." He whispered as he placed another kiss on her cheek very close to the corners of her lips.
"Calhoun a that was a real kiss!" She scolded but her voice didn't come out like she wanted it to. Her body was starting to betray her. It was giving in to his teases. She tried to push him away but he held back her hands above her head keeping her trapped under him.
"That wasn't a kiss, Ariana," he repeated.
His mouth was now heading to her neck where he trailed tiny wet kisses along it. Ariana's eyes went closed as her body enjoyed the love administration she was getting from him.
Calhoun moved further down to the mound of her breast. She was dressed in her night wear that did nothing to hide the hardened nipple under it. He kissed her nipples through her top and she hissed in pleasure arching her back to give him more access to her aching nipples.
"I've missed this..." He moaned as he continued sucking unto the bundle of nerves from the top.