I press a hand over his lips. “That’s enough talking.” “I have more to say.” “I know you do.” I loop both arms around him. I look into his eyes, the most radiant of all the blues. “But I traveled across the country so I could tell you, and you’re not beating me to it. I love you, Felix.” Felix blinks, and then tips his head back. A laugh, glorious, erupts from him, and then he plants his hands on either side of my face. “You.” He kisses me once. “I am so in love with you. Wildly. Deeply. Unrelentingly in love with you.”
