I'd tell him, though. Soon. Soonish.
Eventually.

“I put my hand over his heart, letting out a relieved breath as I felt it beatin…”

“So, thanks,” Vivian said.“For what?” I looked up at her, confused.“For being st…”

“No way!" I yelled, taking it from him. "I can't believe I made a pink knife.""I…”

“After a song or three or seven, James pull me closer.”