47. Fame Game

*Luca Pov*

"I can't believe I'm married to a superhero,"

I laughed as I skated on the ice of Rockefeller center with his hand in mine.

"Shhh its top secret," he warns with a slight wink and I skate a little closer to him.

"Top secret he says? Let me scream it to the world then," I joke and he gives me a look.

"Fine it'll be the secret between us, but like this is really cool. Are they going to make action figures of you and stuff?" I ask. Thinking of a handsome plastic version of my husband and he laughs.

"Unfortunately yes, though I'll probably look like melted plastic or something," he says and roll my eyes.

"Okay but they better get each of those chocolate abs right and the hair then I'll consider buying it," l warn and he nearly trips and falls but steadies himself while I laugh at what could have been his icy death.

"Oh so your just going to laugh at me?" HE gives me a gentle shove but it pushes me off balance and I go flying sideways almost hitting the ice face first had it not been for something holding me up.

I'm yanked up by my arm as I quickly realize Thomas caught me mid fall and I find myself lost in his loving gaze. And I'm not going to lie to myself, the fact that he caught me kind of turned me on.

"You're blushing so hard," he mutters under his breath as he slowly pulls me up until I'm close to his chest.

"Me? Blushing? I'm am not, it's just really cold outside," I huff and just as his lips almost touch mine, he pulls away from me.

"You're cold? Let me warm you up then,"

***

"So do you like the fame?" I asked Thomas as I took a sip of my godiva hot chocolate and smiled at its warmth. We walked down the bustling street to the poparazzi's delight as the took pictures of the two of us.

"I wouldn't say I like it, but I don't mind it as long as they don't fuck with my family," he says and I kiss his soft cheek. Our smiles endless as the day just got better and better.

"What about you? You kind of just walked into this," asks and I shrug.

"I dunno, I feel like I've always been the ugly duckling of the group anyway. So I figured no one would want to take pictures of me...until they did." I sighed and he raised his left brow out of curiosity.

"Angel, you're far from an ugly duckling. If anything I'd say you're the swan by now," he reminds me and I take a warm sip of my drink.

The night was starting to hit and after a delicious dinner and a beautiful day out we started walking back to the luxury hotel suite.

"Hey, I'm just going to take a shower real quick," Thomas says as I take his coat and hang it up for him.

"Mmm, okay I think I'm going to nap. I'm exhausted," I admit after flying in this morning. I was traveling since yesterday to get here on time.

"You can just go to be babe, I'll meet you there," he says and I kick off my shoes. Walking past the kitchen and into the bedroom where a large king size bed with an inviting comforter was waiting for me to crash into it.