He couldn’t find his pants. It was bothering him to have this conversation while naked. He gave up and wrapped a buffalo hide blanket around his waist. It didn’t really make him feel any better.
“I never asked you not to see other people,” he said, still trying to wrap his head around what she was saying. “I would never want to change you.” He knew he liked her the way she was. More than just liked.
He did not mean to say it, but the words came out on their own. “I love you.”