“Hen, this has never once been about me feeling uncomfortable around you. You keep using that word. That’s not it at all. Or if it is a feeling of discomfort, it’s rooted in me being completely, irrationally, and irrevocably in love with you.” I blink. “What?” He frowns. “Oh, did you not want me to go there? We’re having the honest conversation now, right? So let’s fucking have it.”
