“You will be fine, babycakes. Just man up and seduce him before you tell him.” Christian laughs down the phone, supportive as ever, and I sigh. My nerves splayed, my stomach churning and tapping my fingers on the counter impatiently.

“I think he might get mad. Or upset. I don’t know.” I stare at the apartment wall facing the entertainment unit with its million and one framed pictures of us from the last year. The happy smiling trips and the cute couple snaps from favorite ...