“I like your sister,” I say, holding my breath before I add,
“A lot.”
Using the word like feels so juvenile, but I don’t know how to put this.
I hadn’t exactly planned what I was going to tell Luke, thinking I had a few more days to prepare for this talk.
Luke starts chuckling on the other end, and I exhale my breath.
“You think I didn’t know?” he asks, amusement clear in his voice.
Fuck.
Okay.
This may be alright.
At least he’s not mad… yet.
“You saw the articles?” I ask sheepishly.
Maybe I was too slow after all.
“What articles?” he asks.
Okay, then how did he know?
I drag a hand through my hair and explain the articles.
“I haven’t seen them, Sebastian. But I’ve seen the way you look at Lily. Figured when you were going to spend so much time together in London, it was bound to happen. How long has this been going on for?”
It feels weird to talk about this with him, but at the same time, he is my best friend, and all I’ve wanted is for this to be okay.
That both my friendship with him and my relationship with Lily will be okay.
I realise we kissed for the first time yesterday, before my game.
Christ, we’ve already experienced so much together.
We may have kissed for the first time yesterday, but our connections have been growing ever since we boarded that plane across the Atlantic.
“I kissed her yesterday,” I mumble, feeling like a child getting a scolding even though Luke hasn’t been anything but supportive.
I should have known.
Luke is a great guy, and he’s had his fair share of women’s trouble with Jessica, which I’ve supported him through.
Still, this is his sister we’re talking about.
“Yesterday, huh? Took you long enough, Bennet,” he says, and my nerves start to settle.
The relief of having his approval, even support, makes the emotion thick in my throat.
“You are okay with this? I’ve been going fucking crazy, Luke. Worried you’d kill me, or worse, not want to be my best friend anymore,” I tell him, feeling more vulnerable than I ever have.
“Man, I know you’re a good guy—hell, the best I know. There’s no one I would trust my sister with more. That being said, I’ll fucking kill you if you ever hurt her,” he says, and even though I know he’s joking, I take his threat to heart.
“It’s noted, boss,” I joke, making both of us chuckle.
