It was one of those rare nights that you and Mike got to be alone. His little sister; Abby, was at a friend's house for the weekend, so you and him had the house all to yourselves.

You two were in his bedroom, laying side by side, snuggled into the blankets. He had a hand on you hip, his thumb rubbing your hip bone.

He looked into your eyes, and smiled. He leaned forward, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead, them one on your lips.

"I love you." He whispered.