Page 396 of Safe With You

None of it happened all at once.

I didn’t remember the first time she stopped asking for a glass before getting one herself, or when I stopped telling her where things were because she already knew.

I just knew I noticed when she wasn’t there now.

Luna closed another cabinet.

“You have nothing I want.”

“You don’t even know what you want.”

“That is not the point.”

“It feels like the point.”

She turned around and leaned back against the counter.

“What do you want?”

I looked at her.

“Right now?”

“Yes.”

I could’ve told her food.

Could’ve told her I didn’t care and made her choose, which was probably where this conversation was headed anyway.

Instead, I kept looking at her.

She waited.

And there wasn’t some big shift inside me before I said it. No thought I hadn’t had before or feeling I needed another minute to understand.

It was just Luna standing in my kitchen.

“I love you.”

She didn’t move.

For a second, I wondered if she heard me.

Then her mouth curved.

Not surprised.

Not nervous.

Just soft.

“I love you too.”

I smiled.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”