He tried to back away, to head off what was coming, say anything to prevent the words on Andrew’s tongue. “Andrew—”
“That isn’t how I wanted to tell you. Please don’t freak out.”
“…what?”
Andrew’s pleading eyes finally glanced up, downturned brows drawing his mouth into a similar frown. “I know you’re freaking out. I mean I just said I love you over nachos—which smell amazing, by the way, I can’t believe you made me food again, you’re actually really thoughtful—”
“Andrew.”
“Right, uhh…” He gestured outward toward Isaac with the hand that had been gripping his neck. “Remember I said to ask me again when this was over if I forgot something? Thatwas the something. I know it’s only been like two weeks, but then I think…no, it’s been months. And when I really think about it, it’s been over two years.”
“Admitting you had a thing for me even while you were with Miss Park?”