“I love you, too.”
“Josh, there’s no pressure. You don’t have to—”
“I know. I really love you, James. Very much.”
James tightened his arms around Joshua’s waist. “Really?”
“Really.”
They laughed softly as they leaned toward each other and bumped their foreheads gently together.
“I love you more.”
“I love you most.”
James snickered. “Must you have the last word?”
“In this case, yeah.”
James guffawed. “Fine. I won’t complain, but we both know the truth.”
“What’s that?”
James smirked. “That I love you a tiny bit more than you love me. You can’t deny it.”
Joshua snorted. “As if.”