“Hey, um…” Alex clears his throat and gathers another scoop of frosting to lick off his finger. “I love you.” The words catch me off guard, half mumbled while he’s looking down at the cake. “Are you talking to me or the cake?” I tease. He rolls his eyes and looks up at me with a nervous half-smile. “You.” “Oh good, because I was about to ask if the two of you needed a minute alone.” I take the container out of his hand and set it aside, scooting close
