“Kip is the best person I know. And he’s happier than I’ve ever seen him these days. I’m protective of him because I love him.” “I know.” Scott wanted to tell her that he loved him too, but he’d never said that out loud before. He hadn’t even let himself seriously consider the possibility, but as he walked Elena off the dance floor, and saw Kip sitting, relaxed in a plush chair, watching them… …what else could this feeling be?
