Mauve blinked, her chest felt tight. Jael just said he loved her. What? She couldn't form the words.
"Mauve," Jael called, "Breath."
She nodded and took a deep breath before hiding her face in his chest. Why would he say something like that? Especially in these circumstances, Jael truly had no tack. She pressed her face against his chest.
"If I knew you'd have this much reaction I would have said it earlier," he replied.
"What do you mean earlier?" She asked but still refused to look at his face. She assumed she would be the first to confess to him, never in a million years did she ever think he would say this.
She didn't know how to react. What do you say when someone tells you they love you?
She tightened her closed lids. She had to constantly remind herself to take a deep breath.
A knock sent Mauve flying off Jael's legs. She wanted to get out of the bed but he held her down.
"They will bring it in," he replied.
