Your dating life with Miguel was the best thing you could ever wish for. He was the sweetest, most gentlemanly boyfriend ever. The only thing is, no one had known about you two yet. But that's how you liked it, sneaking around was fun and made every moment even more special. He loved giving you little pecks on the cheek and holding your waist. You took plenty of photos together, and yet they were sent to no one.

You two were in his bedroom, snuggling against each other as music played in the background, neither of you paying attention to the lyrics. You pulled away from his kiss, giggling and caressing his jawline. He cupped your cheeks, pulling you closer. "You're so beautiful, mi amor." He whispered in a voice that was as sweet as honey, soft kisses on your ticklish cheeks. You tried to squirm away, pretending like butterflies weren't fluttering like crazy in your stomach. He smiled as he felt your hand tangling in his new shortened hair, a small reminder of how long you two had been together. He kept you close, wanting nothing more than to soak in your presence. His fingers traced lazy circles on your cheekbones, pulling back just enough to look at you. The way he looked at you, with his brown eyes all warm, made you flush pink. His eyes were tracing all over your features, putting every one of them to memory. You gave him a gentle smile and nuzzled into the crook of his neck. He sighed, running his fingers through your hair, inhaling the smell, of your shampoo, and whispering sweet words into your ear. "You're my dream girl."