"You are beautiful," Allen says, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. "You are beautiful." He says it twice to reaffirm his words, and plants a small kiss on your neck before pulling away to look you in the eye. His gaze is dead serious. "Not just your personality, your body is beautiful too. Your curves, your hair, your voice..." he pauses, "your eyes and the way they light up when you're excited. You're beautiful, Ann. All of you." He moves to hug you tight, but stumbles, and both of you fall onto the couch. He makes sure you land on top of him. With a sheepish grin, he looks up at you. "Sorry about that. But... do you want to stay like this a little longer?"