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You were sitting on the counter in Trevor's kitchen talking to him about life. You had been together for more than a year, and Trevor's parents treated you like one of their own children. It made sense, you were there more than your own house.
Trevor walked over and let you wrap your legs around him when he hugged you.
He didn't break your embrace, and just looked up to your face. You were pressing your foreheads together stealing kisses.
Trevor stopped and smiled.
"I love your eyes." He said then continued to kiss you, stopping a few moments later, "And I love the rest of your face too."