Page 57 of Love Notes and Late Nights
Ethan’s head snapped in Harris’ direction, his eyes narrowed, and he pointed his finger in Harris’ face. “I warned you.”
“OK. That’s enough.” Tyler continued to escort Ethan toward the door. “We’ll talk to you two later. Enjoy your breakfast.” Then he turned back and whisper-shouted at Harris, “You couldn’t put on a pair of pants? I texted that we were coming over!”
Harris let out a huge breath as soon as the door to the RV closed. “Holy fucking shit.”
“Why didn’t you say anything? Were you embarrassed to tell them that we’re together?” Wolf asked, sadness dulling his eyes.
“No way. I was afraid Ethan was gonna slug me.”
“Why? Me and him aren’t together anymore. He loves Tyler. He never loved me.”
Harris tried not to flinch at the harshness of the statement and didn’t know how Wolf could say that as if it didn’t mean anything. “He’s being protective. He thinks I’m just fooling around with your heart.”
“How do you know that? And what did he mean when he said he warned you?”
Harris huffed out a breath of air. “We had some words after you told him we kissed in Denver. I can’t believe you told him we kissed after we agreed not to tell anyone.”
“Oh.” Wolf lowered his eyes for a moment. “Yeah. I needed to tell someone because I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Sorry. Wait. He told you that I told him?”
“Yeah.”
“Wow. I guess no one around here knows how to keep a secret. Does Marshall know too?”
“I don’t know. I don’t think so.”
“Great. Now we’re keeping a secret from Marshall.”
“No. We were keeping a secret from everyone, until you blabbed to Ethan, and you know Ethan told Tyler.”
“Hmm,” Wolf mused. “I guess Tyler is the only one who can keep a secret.”
“I know. Right? I thought he’d be the first to spill the tea. Wait a minute.” Harris smirked as he put the pieces together. “He knew.”
“You think so?”
“Of course he knew! It’s so obvious now. Did you see the way he was looking at us on the plane? And those shark T-shirts with the swallowing.” Harris grunted a few laughs while shaking his head. “He’s sharp. I can’t believe he didn’t say anything to Ethan.” They were getting off track, and Harris redirected the conversation with the wave of his hand. “That doesn’t matter. What matters is me and you. I don’t care what Ethan thinks. This isn’t a game. I’m not fooling around with your heart. I love you, Wolf. Why’d you tell him it’s none of his business? Why didn’t you tell him we’re in love?”
Wolf dropped his gaze to his plate and kept it there for several long seconds. “I’m sorry. That was wrong of me. I guess I was trying to hurt him. The way he hurt me. Only that wasn’t fair. It was uncalled for. Ethan never purposely set out to hurt me. It was childish. I’m sorry. I should have told him we’re in love. I’m not ashamed of it. I want to shout it to the world.”
Wolf marched toward the door, opened it, leaned out, and yelled. “I’m in love with Harrison Young!”
Harris pulled Wolf into the RV and shut the door. “Are you crazy?”
Wolf flashed a wide grin. “Crazy about you, baby.”
“So crazy that you full-named me?”
“Deliriously crazy.”
“Good. I’m crazy about you too, but if the press heard you, it’s gonna be broadcasted all over the place in five minutes and it’s going to be a PR nightmare.”
“I don’t care. I love you, and I should have told Ethan that before. I’m going to tell him right now.” Wolf started for the door, but Harris grabbed his arm.
“Wait. Give him a minute.” Harris knew that Ethan was still processing everything, and Wolf wasn’t the most intuitive or delicate person when it came to dealing with a sensitive subject. The guy was too forthright. Too honest with his words.
“Why? I want him to know.”
“I think he just heard you.”
