“Remember your barbecue? I knew I loved you then.”
“Really.”
“Your turn. Tell me the first time you knew.”
“Okay.” He hesitated. “Honestly? I can’t remember when I didn’t love you.”
“Stamford?”
“Yup.”
“When you were with—”
“Then too.”
“How about the beach?”
“I loved you even more at the beach.”
“Time wasted.”
“No more.”