"I love you," Jack blurted.
"Excuse me?"
He took a deep breath, realizing that it was too late to turn back.
"I love you," he repeated.
"No you don't."
"Yes I do."
"No you don't."
"Chloe, I promise that I do."
"Then why didn't you tell me before?"
"I was afraid."
"Of what?"
"That I was reading you wrong. That we were just friends. That I was mistaking your loyalty and devotion for signs that you felt the same. That –"
She grabbed his face and pressed her lips against his, stopping his words and silencing his fears for good.