Chapter 112
Then he recalled Jay’s parents’ anniversary bash, a romantic break, their booking him and Jay a room designed for romance. Though Jay’s parents’ were reserved, he didn’t see how they could have a real problem with him being with Jay, not if this room was any way to judge. What had he done to repay them? He’d made Jay cry. A single tear…above a growing smile. What the fuck?
“You just said you love me.”
Dean frowned. “So did you, several times.”
“Yeah, but I’ve said it before.”
What did Jay mean? Dean opened his mouth to ask when the horrid realisation rushed in. They’d been a couple for almost a year—more if he counted the time spent together when no one but April suspected—and not once had Dean told Jay he loved him.