Stefan shook his head, even though she was looking away. "No, Elena, you're not just a girl. You're my girl. And you're amazing. She's just like me; she can see that." Stefan smiled, running a hand down her back. "Besides, she can see how much I love you. Anyone could. It's obvious."
Stefan lifted his chin as she put her hands on his face, letting his eyes shut as he enjoyed the sensation of her soft skin on his cheeks. The smile stayed on his lips as he kissed her, softly but full of love and meaning. He had been telling the truth when he'd told his mother that Elena was his forever. He'd never be able to find anyone else that could match her, even if he wanted to try. "I love you," he breathed quietly in reply, his fingers trailing little lines up and down her back. He did and he always would.