We danced in the kitchen that night, with a dim light escaping the top of a scentless, glass candle. There wasn't any music, simply the sound of our fuzzy-socked feet gliding along the hardwood floor. She giggled when I tipped her backwards, giving her nose a soft kiss.
"You're perfect," I mumbled, my lips mere millimeters from her ear.
"Hardly," she responded with her velvet accent, a soft chuckle leaving her plump lips.
I stood her up straight as my face became serious. "Believe it."
Her wide, brown eyes shined in the dull light. She was speechless; could only look at me. There was complete silence until she whispered, quietly, "Why?"
"Because," I began, swaying back and forth with her, "it's the absolute truth."
She pulled me tighter to her, nuzzling her head into my neck. "I love you," she murmured.
"I love you, too, my dear. So much."
I could feel her smile against me. Her hair smelt like a meadow of wildflowers, and her skin was as ivory as a newly fallen pile of snow.
Oh, how I adored her.
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