Mac's POV
She is curled up in a tiny ball on the marble floor. One heel has fallen of and snapped in two. Her tiny body is shaking with laughter.
"I slipped!" Ari chuckles.
I rush down the stairs scooping her up into my arms and smiling at her. Thankful she is okay.
"Did you hurt anything angel?"
I exhale in relief as she shamed her head.
"No. Imma miss my miu miu shoes though." She pouts, glancing over at the broken heel discarded on the floor.
I tuck a loose strand of long silver hair behind her ear and kiss her mouth gently.
"I feel a strong desire to protect you no matter what." I tell her.
She smiles with watery eyes and kisses my cheek.
I blush and she laughs at me.
"Let's spend the day at home." I insist.
"But my studio session-"
"It's okay angel, I'll ring Pharrell and we can reschedule it for tomorrow."
Ari hates cancelling plans. She's an absolute workaholic. But as her boyfriend, I want her wellbeing to come first. She needs to rest.
I discuss my feeling with her whilst rubbing her back soothingly. My beautiful girl finally gives in and agrees to relax and watch a movie with me.
I call the studio and Pharrell and then cook her Kale and Tofu with Ciabatta bread for brunch.
"Can you walk?" I ask as I lift her down from the kitchen island gently.
She nods, twirling on the kitchen floor and busting a dab.
"What a legend." I smirk at her.
She winks. Smoothing a golden hand through her silver hair.
Am I dating a goddess?
This time Ari blushes.
"Did I say that out loud?" I ask.
She nods and runs towards me.
I catch her so naturally as she wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my torso.
I carry her to the cinema room and wrap her up in a large duvet.
"I feel silly." She giggles, her pretty face peering out of the blankets.
I laugh. " you look so sweet." I say sincerely. Taking a picture of her on my phone before kissing her lips deeply.
I leave Ari to pick a film whilst I go fetch our lunch from the kitchen.
ARI's POV
Malcolm leaves me the remote to flick through movies whilst he goes and gets food. It stings my hand a little, the red mark grows darker, but I brush it off, not having the energy to re bandage or scream for my baby.
I settle for the movie 'Breakfast at Tiffanies.' I know that it's going to bore Malcolm silly but that means more kisses for me. I smirk to myself. I'm so naughty sometimes.
