"No, I'm not going to do that, Melania, it's completely risky." He refused.
"baby" she insisted "I don't have my makeup artist and I'm sure you'll do great, please"
he looked at her for a few seconds "fine, you win"
melania smiled and sat on the chair while he took some utensils
"what's this ?" he looked at the pencil
"It's an eyeliner, you must pass it over my eye, so look" she showed him the way to do it
"Oh, good." He took the eyeliner and did the best job possible.
"and that ?" Donald held up some kind of paint
"It's concealer, you can put it on my face and then pass this on" Melania held up a makeup sponge "and blend"
"fine" he did exactly what melania told him
"shadows?" he asked
"Yep, black? Or maybe a soft brown" She gave him a choice. After all, the make-up artist was the one "You know, do what you want, you're the make-up artist."
Donald put a light brown shadow on melania's eyes, then put some lipstick on her
"Do you want help with that?" melania asked
"can you put the glue on them?" Donald asked handing her the false eyelashes.
she put the glue on and handed them over to him
"A little blush, here and there" he said as he did her makeup "and that's it"
she opened her eyes and smiled
"Mel, baby, can you look at me?" he asked smiling, she had her eyes quite fixed on his pants
"Oh, yes, yes" she looked at him.
"Well, you don't look radiant but you don't look horrible either so you look pretty" he kissed her cheek.
"I like it, I think you have a lot of practice in this, you could dedicate yourself to my makeup" she winked
"ah, I can do more than your makeup if you ask Mrs. Trump" he smiled taking her by the waist
"I'm not going to question that" she kissed him
