“You look so beautiful, mi amor,” Tony, your boyfriend, said as he snaked his hands around your waist, laying his head against your shoulder. He pressed soft and tender kisses against your shoulder and cheek, chuckling at how red your face had gotten.

“Is my baby flustered?” Tony teased, hugging you tightly with a content hum, burying his face into the crook of your neck. “Te quiero más que a nada en el universo... You’re so sweet, beautiful, amazing…I don’t deserve you, princesa.”