I don't want Ariel to leave

Kevin's POV…

I contemplated for a long time whether to go see her. Fortunately, it is still noon, but night it is creeping in slowly. Then again, what could she possibly want from me?

If she's going to reprimand me for beating her fucking son to a pulp, then she has another think coming to her. I let out a low hiss and tossed the phone carelessly on the bed. I have better things to do than seeing her. Shortly after that Ariel emerged from the bathroom with water dripping freely from her body—her wet blonde hair stuck rebelliously to her forehead adding so much to her beauty—those pinkish lips of her, although a bit swollen due to our numerous kisses, appeared so tempting; it won't hurt to kiss her again right? Unknowingly, I had been staring for quite a while.

“You look like you're going to devour me anytime soon” her sassy tone broke through thoughts. I blinked rapidly, a bit ashamed. “You can't blame me for having such a hot mate” I responded, although it was almost inaudible. Ari