He leaned into her touch, watching her adoringly, his violet eyes tracing her features. "I love you," he said quietly, giving her a shy smile.
His grin grew wider, completely delighted with her response, and he reached up, brushing her hair out of her face.
His laugh was low and rough, his fingers brushing through her hair. "Really? That's a lovely coincidence, seeing as we're getting married."
He smirked before going over to the pan, pouring the milk into a mug. He stirred in the cocoa, working quietly.