His lips move gently against my neck, and I shiver slightly.
“You smell good. Like… fruit or something…” He murmurs into my collar bone.
“Thanks.” I breathe.
He touches the bare skin above my belt with his hand and my body reacts pulling him closer. My hands wander over the surface of his back, like little settlers claiming land in America.
He lightly kisses my shoulder and murmurs something intelligible into his pillow. He says it with such surrender and honesty and heartfelt sincerity. I think for a moment, then all at once I realize what was said.
“I love you.”