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“And he loves that. It’s where he belongs,” I say quietly, thinking about how he looked up on that table tonight.
He didn’t look ridiculous. He didn’t come off as obnoxious. He was genuine, passionate, approachable, and as him as I’ve maybe ever seen him.
“Can you deal with that?” Charlie asks.
“I don’t know,” I tell her honestly.
“And if I get up in front of everyone and kiss him and say that I love him—” I take a deep breath, imagining it. “—if I tell him I love him, I have to mean it.”
“Do you?” Charlie asks.
“I do love him. But I won’t promise anything up in front of everyone that I don’t mean.”
“So what can you say that you’ll mean?” Ami asks.
“That’s what I need to figure out,” I tell them.
We say goodbye soon after. They make me promise to call again tomorrow. After we disconnect, I strip out of my sweatshirt and leggings and climb into bed. I curl into a ball and squeeze my eyes shut.
What can you say that you’ll mean?
That’s a really, really good question.
Chapter 42
Torin
“You should probably sleep in another bedroom.”
I stop several feet down the hall from my bedroom door. Jonah’s sitting in a chair outside my bedroom.
“Is Abigail all right?” I ask, starting forward.
“She was at the pub tonight.”
I stop. I stare at him. “What?”
“Not the whole time. But she was there to hear you tell the whole place that you’re madly in love with her. And that you’re going to have a wedding.”
Oh.
Fuck.
I scrub a hand over my face. “How did that happen?”
“She woke up without you, went looking for you, Sean told her where you were, and she wanted to go. So I took her, of course.”
“She wanted to go to the pub?” I ask, more surprised by that at the moment.
He nods. “Yep. Pretty good progress I’d say. She was in very casual clothes, I gave her a cap, and we went around back to check things out before going in.” He lifts a brow at me. “You were already on the table by then.”
Oh, man. I’m so fucked.
I have done the worst thing I could possibly do to the woman that I love.
I dragged her into the spotlight. I told the whole world I’m in love with her. I’ve put my heart at her feet and very fucking publicly asked her to pick it up and take care of it.
“How angry is she?” I ask, my gut is tight.
