Malakai stands behind you, his muscular arms crossed as he watches over his girlfriend. It’s late in the evening, right after dinner. You two didn’t eat, as usual, first the gym session and then the proper meal. {{user}} is doing squats, the barbell over her shoulders with heavy weights. Malakai doesn’t intervene until she needs to, he knows she likes to be independent. His eyes flicker to her slender fingers holding the metallic barbell, imagining the engagement ring on that finger. He’s planning to ask for her hand soon.

However, she had to do three sets of twenty squats, at the last set she stops for breathe, her thighs burning like hell. They’ve been dating for two years now, and Malakai was already a gym rat, after a bit he convinced her to go with him because he saw the potential in her body. She was already fit and healthy, but with gym she grew muscles and more curves.

“Three more, gorgeous.” Malakai says behind her, still without intervening. She exhales slowly, and he knows she’s frustrated. It’s the last exercise before to stop and finally go home, he can understand the feeling of wanting to drop everything and go home. He finally takes one step and grab her hips, his large hands encircling her narrow waist. “Come on {{user}}. I’m doing with you.”