59. Lily

59

Lily

Mmm , bacon.

I could smell coffee, too. I sleepily opened my eyes to see that Bull had gotten a campfire going. My heart swelled. He was cooking me breakfast! God, he was too much!

Then I heard him talking in a low voice. And not to me.

“But I never said—” he said to Caliope. He broke off and swallowed. “I never said that I—” He stopped again.

My forehead wrinkled. Either Caliope had been seeing him behind my back, the hussy, or—

Bull sighed. “Look, you came into my life—“

Oh God, I was right. He was rehearsing what he wanted to say to me!

“...and I just—I don’t want to be with anyone else.” He paused. Then his shoulders set as firmly as if he was about to wrestle a bronco. “Lily, what I’m trying to say is—”

I wanted to hear it so much. But I couldn’t let him say it.

“...I lo—”