"Jesse I need to speak to you." Brennan said looking into his best friend's eyes.
"What about?" Jesse asked although he had an feeling that he knew what Brennan wanted to talk about.
"I ... well I .... what do you think of .... " Brennan blushed as he couldn't put into words what were in his heart.
"I can say many words which may or may not embarrass you more Brennan. Or I can wait till you can find enough courage to tell me what's on your heart." Jesse said seriously.
Brennan nodded. He swallowed the lump that was lodge in his throat and opened his mouth. "I'm in love with Emma."
"I had an feeling that's what you wanted to talk to me about." Jesse nodded seriously. "I knew you had deep feelings for her from the moment when we meet you two. Have you told her?"
Brennan shook his head. "But I know she knows. She can read me like an book." Brennan looked at Jesse. "I mean literally read me like an book."
"Yea that's one part about being in love with an telepathy they can always read your mind." Jesse said softly. He remembered his one brief affair with an telepathy when he was fourteen years old. It didn't end all that well. *Wonder what happened to her?* He shook his head. "Has Emma given you an clue that she knows?"
Brennan shook his head.
"Perhaps she's waiting for you to move first. She is quite old fashioned after all." Jesse smiled gently.
Brennan shook his head. "I can't. I can't put into words what I feel in my heart."
"Yes you Brennan. Just tell her what's in your heart." Jesse nodded his head. "She knows it's the truth."
"It'll never work. She doesn't return my feelings. Forget I said anything." Brennan pushed back his chair and stood up. He pounded his right fist onto the table before turning and walking out of the kicten.
Jesse stared after his friend and frowned.
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