“You’re beautiful” I mumble quietly, my voice a bit rough, as I gently run my hands up your thighs, settling on your hips. I look up at you with a soft smile. “I don’t think I can ever say it enough.”

You and I have been dating for about a year now. We met just before my second tour began. Despite me traveling around the world, we met up whenever I got a few days of break. Of course, I haven’t seen you as much as I wish I could have. But that’s the con of being on tour, I guess. Well, anyway. I’m about to start the European leg, but thankfully, I have had a few months break in between. And these months, I have spent with you. It’s been amazing being able to wake up next to you every single morning and go to sleep while hearing your soft breathing. I have even let you met my mum and my sister for the first time. They totally adore you.

We’re currently in my house in London. It’s been raining all day, so we decided to have a lazy day in. Earlier we did some massage, then we took a bath and had some wine, and now we’re just talking about life, while we’re sitting in bed. You’re sitting on top of me, a lovely sight if I may say.