Healing Touch

¤Chapter 36¤

"That's the last time I'll ever do something like that." Roman huffed as he put on his shirt.

"It better be." Eleanor said from the closet. "Now you know better than to get sick under my watch." She said walking out.

"The fu-" he stopped talking as he noticed Eleanor through the mirror.

He turned around and focused on the dress that he had personally picked out when she sent him all the pictures of her in different dresses for the gala. Eleanor had also picked out a suit for him which didn't take long because he didn't care what it was as long as she liked it.

"What?" She asked him with a grin.

"You just look amazing." He stated looking at her.

"Thank you." She smiled at him as she began to walk towards him.

She noticed his brows narrow as he stared at the slits in the dress. "I'm not going to change Roman." She told him sternly.

"But if anyone dares to even touch you there will be no guarantee that they'd live to see the next sunrise." He growled as he watched her do his bowtie.

"I'm pretty sure I'm capable of taking care of myself." She smirked.

"And I'm still going to keep my promise." He simply shrugged.

"So that was a promise not a threat?" Her brow arched.

"Mhm." He simply hummed.

"Alright." She nodded helping him put on his jacket as he faced the mirror once again.

Eleanor grinned as she watched the both of them in the mirror. "I like the new hair style by the way." Roman commented.

"Yeah well I did it because I was mad at you. I hated it at first but then it grew on me." She smiled leaning her head on his shoulder.

Roman simply stared back at their reflections before her heard a snap. He looked down to notice that she had taken a picture of them. "It's cute." She mumbled.

Eleanor put to to selfie and held it up. "Smile." She said.

"No." He shook his head.

"Oh c'mon Bumba please." She put her phone down and looked at him. "I won't show anyone or post it anywhere. I promise." She stuck out her bottom lip and gave him the eyes.

Roman was a sucker for her tricks into getting him to do whatever she wanted him to do. "Alright."

"Yay!" She exclaimed smiling brightly unlocking her phone once again.

He smiled for the few pictures they took. There was this one she loved the most was when he stood behind her, his arms around her waist and face buried in her neck; while she laughed with her eyes closed and a bright smile plastered in her face.

"I like them." She heard Roman say over her shoulder as she scanned through them.

"I do too." She smiled looking up at him. "I'll send them to your phone."

He smiled before he pecked her lips. Once they had finished they'd made their way to the gala.

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"Just smile for a few pictures and then we'll be inside." He told her.

She slowly nodded as she watched him get out and then come around for her. He opened the door for her and helped her out. He handed his car keys to the valet boy.

They walked to the middle and took a few picture ignoring all the questions they asked about Eleanor. Once they were inside and safe away from the paparazzi she looked up at him.