I will too.
In fact, I actually have more today that I want to talk with her about.
So, as we pull away and take steps back, I ask, “Do you want some coffee?”
“Absolutely.” She nods. “I’d love some.”
“Good.” I jerk my thumb down the hall. “Let’s sit in the kitchen, okay?”
“Perfect.”
Once we’re seated at the table, coffee cups in front of us, I fill Claire in on all that she’s missed—how Lennox and I met, how we first hooked up, and how well it’s been going.
I finish with “There’s only one thing we’ve not declared.”
“What’s that?” she asks after taking a small sip of coffee.
I sigh. “No one has said ‘I love you’ yet.”
She looks confused. “Wait. But you two are dating exclusively, right? Like you’re boyfriend and girlfriend now?”
“We are on both counts,” I confirm.
Brow creasing, she asks, “Doyou love him?”
I nod. “I do. I definitely do.”
Waving her hand, she says, “Then just tell him, Madison.”
Swallowing hard, and with real fear welling up in my heart, I murmur, “But what if he doesn’t say it back?”
Claire pshaws. “Aw, hell, he will. I’m sure he feels it too. You two are just too stubborn to go first. But somebody has to, right?”
She has a point here.
“Okay,” I tell her, my voice growing stronger as I declare, “I’m going to do it. I’m telling Lennox Foley that I love his stupid ass.”
“Maybe leave that last part out,” Madison says with a chuckle.
I laugh and concede, “Yeah, you’re probably right about that.”
Damn, I feel good about this decision.
I just hope I don’t get scared and back out.
As I drive home from the arena, I make a big decision—I’m going to tell Madison that I love her.
And I’m going to do it tonight.
We played a really strong game this evening and won by four goals. I scored two of them, so I’m feeling pretty fucking great.
And brave.
That’s why I’m ready to share my feelings with the woman I love. I just hope she feels the same way. It’s going to suck ass if I spill my heart out to her and she does something like fucking laugh at me.
Shit, I will die right there and then.
“Quit thinking negative thoughts,” I admonish myself as I pull into my garage.
