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Bee nervously taps her foot. “Everyone gets angry and frustrated. It doesn’t mean you’re an angry person. Hell, you’re calmer than I am.”
It’s sweet for her to reassure me, but so far off the mark.
“And I know I’ve only met him once, but you’re not your dad. You aren’t. Don’t you think Eleanor would have said something by now if you held even a shred of resemblance to him?”
“What happened with him is done. I know that.”
“I know you were hoping that seeing him would be closure, but?—”
“Dad’s not the problem. The problem is you.” I can’t stop the words from tumbling out, even as I see the shock register on her face. I might only have one chance to say this, and I’m going to take it. “I can’t stand this sneaking around any longer. I want to be with you. Everything we already have—the house, us, all of it—I don’t want this to be over.”
“I’m sorry I haven’t told Aiden yet.”
“You keep apologizing. Do you mean it?”
“Of course I mean it. I am sorry.”
“Well, so am I.”
Even over the noise, I recognize her sharp intake of breath. “What are you sorry for?”
“For letting this go for as long as it has. I thought I could handle it, but I can’t anymore.”
Standing, I put some space between us. If I get too close to her, I’ll lose my nerve. Forget why I need to do this.
“I mean it, Bee. I want all of you.” My voice is loud enough to drown out the music.
She raises hers to match, her brow pinched. “And I keep telling you I want you too.”
I pinch my nose. She’s not getting it. I know this already. “What does that mean?”
Bee growls and kicks at a broken mug. “What do you mean, what does it mean?”
My chest is getting tighter, and even a deep breath can’t dislodge it. “It means I’ve been trying not to push you, but I need an answer, Bee.”
I need you.
“I’ve said it every way I can for months without ever using the words, because I’ve been scared of how you’ll react.”
She gets in my face, nostrils flaring. “Whatever you want to tell me, I can handle it. Just get it over with already.”
My hands flex at my sides.
“Come on, Sebastian,” she chides, and my jaw clicks. “All that talk about facing my fears means nothing if you can’t do the same. You know how much I hate being babied, so stop protecting me and just say it.”
Fine. She wants to hear it so badly, then that’s what she gets. I’d tear down every brick of our home and rebuild it if she asked.
“I’m in love with you,” I roar, sick of holding back.
“Well, good,” Bee yells back. “Because I’m in love with you.”
The blood rushing in my ears almost drowns it out, but I hear it, and fuck if it doesn’t make my knees weak.
“Then why are we screaming at each other?”
“I don’t know,” she huffs out, and then we both crack, the words settling in.
She loves me.
