5
Later that evening, Seth and I were relaxing together on the couch in my living room. Both of our dogs and my cat had managed to worm their way onto the sofa with us. One of the dogs was snoring loudly.
I was snuggled into Seth's embrace and he was lightly rubbing his fingers up and down my arm. "It was true, you know," he said, breaking the silence.
Having been almost asleep, I wasn't sure if he was talking about the movie we had playing. "What was true?" I asked him, sitting up to grab a handful of still-warm popcorn from the bag we had discovered unpopped in the microwave leftover from the night before.
"What I said to Sam tonight was true. I was teasing him to get him to back off, but every word was from my heart. I just haven't had the guts to say them to you yet."
My heart was
