James's pov

The drive to the Barbson's was about fifteen minutes. I had texted Dawn to inform the security I was approaching so I could be allowed in at once, and I was.

As soon as she came out of the car, both her aunts rushed to her side. ''Oh baby," Aunt Monic cooed. "We were worried sick about you. We thought..." she stopped, trailing till her eyes landed on me. "James"

I gave a shy smile. "Ma'am, I'm sorry. It was my fault." I was going to elaborate when Dawn cut in. Phew, thank you, big man.

"Oh come on aunties. She's twenty- damn- two! We don't get to...