Never leaving you

They both sat there, just watching the sunset. Lane loved the way they could not say a word and still not feel awkward. Olivia sat staring at the lake, her smile slowly becoming a frown. She opened as though she were about to speak, but then shut it again, looking frustrated. “What?” he asked, although he was pretty sure he knew what she was going to ask. As soon as he answered, she would probably run off in the opposite direction. He would have to tell her soon anyway. But why did she have ask now?
“It’s just . . . Just . . . What’s going on?” She finally managed. Lane tried to deflect the question. “We’re sitting at the lake watching the sun set.”