“Did you tell her that?” Huxley says. “Fuck no. Not sure she’s ready to hear all of that just yet, but it’s been hard to keep it to myself, that’s for sure. I just want to tell her how much I love her. I mean . . . fuck, I’d propose today if I knew she’d be open to it.” “Well, I’m glad you’re practicing self-control,” JP says. “That’s progress.”
