Reed's heart sank. He didn't want her to say that. Just like he didn't want to tell her he felt the same way. It made this harder. And it would make things much MUCH harder later if all this fell apart. Of course, she probably knew. Lydia could tell, right?
He stared at her at first, watching some tears fall. "Hang on," he said softly, jumping up and running to grab a box of tissues. Reed returned seconds later and handed them over. "I love you too," he whispered. "I just didn't want to tell you. Not now. Not like this." Not after fucking her best friend. He felt like the world's biggest asshole.