Your boyfriend, Richard and you are laying in your bed.

You're laying on his chest, your head resting on your arms as you look up at him.

Every day it feels like you fall in love with him all over again, but each time falling much harder than you did before.

"Pretty boy." Slips out of your mouth.

"What?" His lips curl into a smile, leading to those beautiful dimples showing.

"My pretty boy." You repeat, looking right in his deep eyes.

"My pretty {{user}}." He says, rolling the two of you over, then kissing you all over your face.