𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝

I chose you

It's only a matter of seconds until I can't control myself any longer and will end up worshipping her body once exposed to my hungry gaze and eager touch.

I slip my hand under her shirt and trail my fingertips over her hot skin, burning beneath my teasing touch. Scarlett responses with quiet moans and hums, her head tilted back as my kisses devour her neck still.

Her hands reach down, tugging on my belt to press my hardened self more against her, while Scarlett slightly arches her back and meets me. "Dear God, please..." she whimpers softly and her voice sounds even more raspy than it already does, driving me crazy.

My lips find hers in a slow and passionate kiss, as I rock my hips gently back and forth, giving her the friction she's craving. Scarlett's moans turn more desperate with every move of mine, vanishing into my mouth as we kiss.

She begins to unfasten my belt, grabbing it as her phone suddenly buzzes and we reculantly break away from our kiss. The buzzes ruining our hot bubble we just gave ourselves to each other desirous and passionate.

Scarlett whines softly as she reaches out for her phone, stopping in her tracks as she takes in the caller ID.

I tilt my head slightly and look down at her with concern building up. "Who is it? Is it bad?" I ask softly.

With a little hand motion Scarlett requires me to stay quiet and she accepts the call, leaving me listening in silence and worried...

"Hey, slow down please. Are you sure we can't find another time? Another way?" Scarlett rushes out, as it seems the caller had been rambling something. She shakes her head slightly and sighs, looking up at the ceiling.

"But we've talked about this. So many times." Again she responses and gets more stressed out about whatever is going on. My concern grows with each sigh and frown of hers.

"I know he is, you don't need to remind me," she pauses and rolls her eyes. "How comes anyway? Out of nowhere or?" She exhales a long breath, obviously trying to calm down again. I raise my brow, watching her as she keeps shaking her head at whatever the caller seems to say to her.

"Don't put the blame on me now. It was his decision to live with you mainly." Scarlett now really sounds mad, frowning yet again.

"The weekends got less and less until he didn't even wanted to come here anymore. I don't blame you, but I just feel like-" Now she apparently even gets cut off. I sigh deeply and shake my head, feeling uneasy.

"All of a sudden and you have no idea why? Oh please, tell that to the wall!" Scarlett jolts up, sitting upright on the couch next to me. I flinch slightly at the sudden move and my concern definitely alerted my protective side by now. I observe the call with a frown.

"I never said that! I-" Again she apparently got cut off and with a heavy breath she releases some tension, before speaking calmer again. "I was always making time for him and you know that..." she groans, "...you know that very well! Stop shoving all the blame at me. Like it was all my fault."

I watch Scarlett closely and take note of the tear that threatens to fall from the corner of her eye. It makes me feel hurt to see her suffering like this due to one God damn call. I really want to best this caller up.

"Of course I can take him, but dare you to play me dirty again. I'm tired of it." She sighs and wipes the teat that had fallen from her eye. I reach out to her and put my arm over her shoulders, pulling her into my side to provide her some comfort if she accepted it.

Scarlett sniffles quietly as she leans into my side, pressing herself into my body. "You know what? 10 AM is fine. Bye." With that she hangs up and tosses her phone to the other half of the couch. Scarlett wraps her arms around my waist and buries her face into my chest.

I hold her close and begin to caress her head soothingly. I remain silent as I don't want to push any hard conversations after she just had one, not a minute ago. I just hold her.

"I'm so sorry Y/n..." she mumbles into my chest, sniffling quietly. I just shake my head slightly, while I rest my lips on her forehead gently.

"Don't apologize sweetheart." I whisper. Reassurance laced in my voice. She hugs my tighter and tilts her head back to look up at me with her shiny eyes.

"I'm a worn-out woman, I've got scars and weights from my past that I can't shake off. I... I'm no good for you and I-" My finger, pressed to her lips gently, cuts her off.

I shake my head in disbelieve as to how she can talk like that about herself. "You feel worn-out and you carry parts from your past with you still, but that doesn't make you less perfect for me. You know why?"

Scarlett shakes her head a little at my question and I contuine with a genuine smile, "when I chose you, I didn't choose your fame. I didn't choose your money. I chose you. I chose you, including your beautiful scars. I chose you, to help you carry whatever weights you're lifting. I chose you, the woman that's been through so much in her life and still got that carefree smile and heart-warming laughter after all. I chose you, because damn you're beautiful inside out and you take my breath every time I see you. You make me fall in love with you over and over again, whenever our eyes would meet, even if only for one second. I chose you, the woman I admire and desire for everything that she is. I chose you, for a million reasons."

I take a deep breath and pause, letting her take in my words, before I add, "don't you dare to underrate my wife ever again."

Scarlett giggles quietly upon my last statement and I smile hard, enjoying to have her back in a better place. Her eyes are glued to mine, shining with a new spark. She leans up into my body and presses a long, loving kiss to my lips.

Breaking away only a tiny bit, she whispers. "Thank you so fucking much baby. You have no idea how much your words mean to me and I am so grateful to have you."

"And last but not least I chose you, because I'm so madly in love with you." I whisper also, holding her face in my hands gently as I pull her in for a deep and passionate kiss.

We break away from it after a while and smile like two idiots in love. Well, maybe that's 'cause we are. "I'm so lucky to have fallen in love so madly for you too." Scarlett murmurs against my lips, pecking them yet again.

I've barely had someone to wash my concerns about something away so easily. Still I'll have to approach her about the call sooner or later, but for now I trust her to come to me if she feels ready to and I'll wait and just... love her.