"You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not."
― Jodi Picoult


"I told you not to come over…." Her voice was dry and creaked slightly as the words came out. Aurora pulled the covers over her head and huffed out. This wasn't how she wanted her boyfriend to see her, not after their relationship was still so fresh so new so….

"OH come on open the door, you been avoiding me." His voice was almost angry from the other side of the door. "I was worried!" Tyson added his tone softening slightly.

"Tyson…. Ty" Giving a frustrated sigh he British blond pulled herself form her bed and walked towards the door, slightly embarrassed over her pink pajamas she reached for the handle. "I am ill…. I got a cold after we ran in the rain" She explained and unlocked the door knowing he wasn't about to give up.

As soon as the luck was open, Tyson walked into her bedroom, it smelled of Channel and had a large poster of Madonna over her bed, and it made him smile. "Your ill … why didn't you tell me?" The champion said studying his girlfriend's face closely. "Grampa has a good Japanese remedy for it; I could have taken care of you already."

"Japanese remedy … I think I am okay with my medicine." Her laughter was rich and warm to Tysons ears. "You want to take care of me?" her brown eyes met his as she held back a caught.

"OF course I am going to take care of you" With one hand the champion started using the smaller blond back towards her bed. "Now get in bed – I am sure I can call grandpa about that mixture." With a grin Tyson disappeared out of the bedroom on mission for some strange smelling Japanese medicine to fix his girlfriend.