"I thought you'd be sleeping. Where were you going?" Calhoun asked after they had settled into the foyer he sat in.
"I was going to make this," Ariana replied, stirring her glass of milk.
The television was playing at a low volume and they sat enjoying each other's warmth.
"Did you miss me so much that you couldn't sleep, love?" Calhoun asked.
Ariana wasn't staring at him but she could feel his devilish grin flashing down on her. Rather than smile, her brows met up as she remembered why she could not sleep in the first place. Their relationship was too complicated.
"Carl, what are we going to do about your family?" She asked in a small voice.
Calhoun's breathing changed as his happy mood also vanished. "Forget about my family. They will have no choice but to accept you," he said fir
