"Ethan, I have to tell you something. Well, ask you something, really. I mean I'm going to tell you something, but then I'm going to - " I cut her off by placing my hand gently over her mouth. She rambles when she's nervous, plus my hand will keep me from kissing her.
"Deep breath," I coach her and myself. After a few relaxing sighs, I encourage her to start again.
"You can tell me anything, Emily. I'm here for you. You can trust me."
But never in a million years would I expect what she says next.
"Ethan, I love you."