He said it

Last night on the phone, Chet told me he loves me. It's official. He mentioned it on Tuesday while we were out drinking, but he said it in the middle of a conversation about how it's been on the tip of his tongue, but he was afraid it was too soon to say it. He almost said it Friday morning, but chickened out. It was, "I love. Oops." Nut.

We were talking on the phone Friday night, and he said, "I love you." I waited a beat, then gasped and said, "You aren't going to say 'Oops'?" He said, "I told you on Tuesday, but you forgot." I said, "I didn't forget. You said it in mid-conversation so that didn't really count." And then, of course, I said, "I love you, too, [Chet]."