I bite down on my lips nervously, not wanting to reply. I had to tell him about Keenan and us and all the things that had been happening between us. I don’t think it would be okay if someone else tells him first. I am getting married in two days and the last thing I want are hidden secrets.
“There’s something you have to know about Keenan and me...”
“I know.” He replies calmly, “Keenan told me everything.”
“He did?” My surprise seems to overcome me.
He chuckles, “Yes, we don’t keep secrets from each other.”
“And you’re okay with that?” My brow raises questionably.
“Of course I am! What were you expecting? A fight?” He asks in obvious disbelief.
Sure for having his hands all over your future wife, he deserves to get a punch at least.
I laugh dryly. “Not really.”
“Well, that’s good. We are fine.”
I sigh in relief because I did not know where or how I was going to tell him about Keenan and me. “That’s good to know.”