He’s quiet for a moment. “Fine. I trust you.” Fuck me, those three little words almost sound sweeter than the “L” word. As if the asshole can read my mind, he adds, “And I love you, Lukas.” My heart skips as I let out a breath. “Yeah.” “Say it back, or I’m not hanging up.” I roll my eyes, smiling like an idiot. “I love you too, Colton.” “Of course you do. I’m a damn catch.” With that, he hangs up.
