Jasper tilted his head just enough to feel her soft curls against his cheek. That she’d told Scarlett explicitly that she loved her and not just in a platonic way had to be a lot for both of them to digest, especially after everything that had happened with Aldrich. He wasn’t sure he knew what Kenzie meant by everywhere and didn’t know how to ask her to elaborate.
"It’s good you got to be honest with each other," Jasper said gently, biding his time as he tried to work out what to ask her. "But, yeah, I guess things can’t be exactly the same after that." Once you told someone that you couldn’t take it back. The most important thing to Jasper was that two of his favourite people were talking again.
He used his free hand to unlatch the wooden gate of the walled kitchen garden. This wasn’t a garden he ever worked in, so it was a nice little place to escape. Honestly, he liked to picture a tiny Scarlett picking summer strawberries straight from the plant. It was the sort of garden he wanted to have one day, putting his current selection of produce at the cottage to shame.
"Do you really think other things should be different?" he prompted carefully.