Fire meet gasoline (Skeet Ulrich)

I knew I shouldn't do it. There were million reasons not to, but one was above them. The strongest one. Love. I was looking at him and my heartbeat got slower. I was in total peace, standing there and looking at the most special person, this beautiful man who showed me, what it means to love. I forgot about everything out there when he smiled and reached for me.

"You are so beautiful, my love," he whispered and tangled his fingers with my hair.

"Three metres above the sky," I whispered, "you remember that one?"

He nodded.

"I think we're more across the universe," I kissed him where his heart is.