[She slowly tugs him so they lay back against the couch, her arms pulling him close in a way that's intimate but in a sensitive, connected way. She just holds on to him with her own chest a bit tight, her fingers kneading his back. They should lay like this forever and ignore everything because it's working for this moment, when all she wants to see and feel is him.]
I love you too. [Every time she says it she means it deeper and deeper from the core of her.]