“You don’t treat me with little kid gloves,” I say after a prolonged silence, the honesty burning a hole in my throat. “And that’s what I l—” Abruptly, I cut myself off, and his brows twitch, his gaze wide and stuck to mine. I swallow, working my jaw as my heart rages. “I… like that about you. People tend not to take me seriously, but you always have.”
