He couldn’t believe he’d just said all of that.

“I can’t believe you said all that,” she said as though she had heard his thoughts. “I’ve never heard you say that much.”

“Didn’t know you knew that many words,” Jenner told him.

Ass.

But the thought was without heat. For possibly the first time in his life, Tobias was nervous.

Because she could still turn around and reject him.

“You really think that about me?” she asked. “You really see me that way?”

“Of course,” he told her. “Because you are that way. Gotta warn you that if you decide you just want Jenner, I’m not going to back down or walk away. I’m going to fight.”

Maybe it wasn’t the right thing to say.

A better man would back down, walk away, if that was what was best for the woman he loved.

He wasn’t a better man.

“You’d fight for me?”

“Yep. I would.” He glanced at Jenner who was staring back at him. Instead of looking angry as he’d kind of expected, the other man seemed almost thoughtful.

He’d already laid things bare. He had already told her how he felt. But he needed to go one step further.

“I love you, Immy.”

Tears filled her eyes, spilling down her cheeks.

“Fuck! I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“You didn’t upset her,” Jenner said. “She’s happy.”

“Happy? There are tears!”

“They’re happy tears,” Jenner explained.

“What the fuck are happy tears?” Tobias asked.

“Your mom never cried happy tears?” Jenner asked. “My mom did after she left the cult.”

“Don’t suppose my mom ever had much reason to be happy,” he replied.

Immy sniffled. “That’s so sad.”

“Those are sad tears,” Jenner warned. “You might want to turn them around. Quick.”

How the fuck did he do that?

“Stop crying,” Tobias ordered.

Jenner shot him an incredulous look. “Did you really think that was going to work?”

“I was hopeful,” Tobias replied. “But it seems she’s crying more.”

“No kidding,” Jenner muttered. “You know, I was worried about what I’d bring to the relationship. You seem so capable of everything. But I can now see you need me.”