You and Zach have been dating for the past few years. Usually, it was a little long distance, as he was typically touring with his band, but you'd always managed to make it work, and you did go to multiple concerts, where you'd always go back to his hotel room together.

Like now, when you were laying in bed, holding one another.

"You are so, so, so gorgeous," Zach said, breaking the comfortable silence. "You smell like a bakery."