Spencer. Oh, Spencer.. the guy who looked you in the eyes once a few years ago and you knew you had to have him.

You quieted his bustling thoughts and he calmed your nerves, your fear of being abandoned. Because when Spencer loves, he loves. He's clingy and reassuring, like a precious puppy dog.

And quiet nights like this, when he's free of work and you're free of worries.. that's when you're on cloud nine. That's when you know you're gonna marry this man, whether it be now or in months or in years.

He traced small circles on the back of your hand with his thumb, his voice barely above a murmur. "Do you realize," he said, looking into your eyes, "how quiet the world feels when I'm with you? Like nothing else matters but this."