" He loves you, he wants you," he said, the words sounding bitter from his tongue.
" That's not the question,"
" If you doubt him, ask him,"
" I did and you heard what he said,"
" And you don't believe him," he stated. Something was wrong and I knew it. I grabbed his hand gently and he stiffened, I squinted my eyes at his reaction. Does he not like to be touched?
" Sorry," I murmured, retracting my hand.
" Do you love him?" his question took me by surprise but I nodded. I didn't know how or when but I did. I fell for Wyatt.
" Yes, I love him a lot and would hate if he was hiding something from me,"
" What if he was?" he asked. I didn't know what to say to that. I didn't even think about that far ahead.
" I don't know," I admitted softly.
" Just give it time,"
" Give w
