Page 272 of End Game

Fuck.

My throat tightens.

Because I've told Griffin I love him.

Those words belong easily between us now. They have weight, but they're familiar weight.

This isn't.

Micah is watching me from the other side of Dex, perfectly still.

He doesn't rescue me from the moment either.

He lets me get there myself.

And maybe that's part of why I love him too.

The thought settles with such simple certainty that I almost laugh.

Oh.

Well.

Apparently we're doing this.

I look at Dex first. “I love you too.”

His eyes close.

Just for a second.

When they open again, they're wet. “Yeah?”

“Yeah, dumbass.”

A laugh escapes him, shaky and relieved.

I reach across his body for Micah.

His gaze drops to my hand before returning to my face.

“And I love you.”

Micah goes completely still.

It somehow affects me more than Dex's reaction.

Dex has emotions at full volume whether he wants them or not.

Micah usually keeps his behind his ribs where he can examine them privately.

I watch the words actually land.

His throat moves. “Cami.”

My chest aches. “I do.”

He reaches across Dex and touches my face.