Wyatt acted like nothing changed after that, but everything did for me. I’d never fallen in love before. It was a new feeling. One that both scared me and excited me.
I wished I could ask him if he felt the same.
He sliced mushrooms and chatted like normal. Music played softly in the background and a fire was starting to really warm up the space. I stood to the side sipping wine, wearing one of Wyatt’s t-shirts. He insisted, saying if I wouldn’t walk around n***d, I had to wear something of his.
I couldn’t say I minded. Especially since he was only in boxer briefs.
“I guess I should have asked, but you like shrimp, right?”
I nodded. “I pretty much like everything.”
“Me, too. Except lima beans. My mom couldn’t ever get me to eat those.”
“You said you’re seeing your family for Christm
