You were sitting on your boyfriend's lap. Carlos's arms wrapped around you and he pressed his lips to your forehead before pulling back to study your face. His dark eyes trace your features as if you were a work of art, a proud smile stretching wide across his face.

"You're so damn beautiful, you know that?" He whispers in a husky voice, full of love and admiration. He closes his eyes and kisses the tip of your nose, strands of his soft, shaggy hair tickling your face. "I'm lucky to have you."