It was too soon. This man was too lovely to be true. I should wait for him to say it.
But that night, half-awake under the covers, curled together as a single creature, basking in the afterglow of having met his longtime friends (who clearly adored him as much as I did), the words kicked so hard at the back of my teeth, they just came clattering out.
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This story was first published in 2014. Kat Kinsman is now the editor in chief of Tasting Table.
