There was a burning in Brent's eyes as he waited for my reaction to hearing those three words. One hand on the back of my chair, the other on the table, he leans closer to my face. "Does that scare you?" He asks, his voice warm but filled with a tinge of anxiety. Alarms were going off in my head, and they were so loud that I go to put my hands over my ear. "I scared you. s**t. Baby, I'm sorry. I wanted to wait, but with you opening up the way you did, I cou-" Brent begins to ramble, and I shake my head furiously, trying to get him to stop. "I love you too. I love you too." I say on repeat, trying to get him to shut up. "I am not good at this, and I'm so sorry. But I love you too. I've been falling in love with you since I met you." I reveal the truth I'd been keeping to myself. I was in
