It happened last night. Standing in his dining room, dinner cooking. He held my shoulders and looked into my eyes and said "I think I love you". I couldn't say anything so I just looked up at him with pride.
It took a lot to say it because he's been so hurt in the past, he's so scared of being hurt in the future. He doesn't want to be hurt again. I told him later that I love him too but the moment had passed.
It was momentous and I felt such gravitas behind those three simple words.
And then he kissed me.
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