“So what does matter?” “That I’m desperately in love with you. And that, against all reason, you appear to…” I stared at him, wide-eyed and absurdly, frantically, heart-soaringly hopeful. “Say it. I need to hear you say it.” “You appear to…” He stumbled, a hand coming up to half conceal his mouth. “Arden, I’m not sure I can.” No way was I letting this go. “I…” “…you…you…love me too?”
