[ they'd gotten a bit carried away, hadn't they . . . the rush of an emotional ride was strong enough to whisk anyone into a riddled, pleasured mess. and the near scary part was that if it went any further— oh, he tries to divert that thought. it is going places that made his turn darker all by himself. ]

Even with that, we're the same.

[ time to . . . unlock the door. christ, he even locked the door in his worried haste. how'd that even look? that he wanted to bed him right then and there?

he hopes that wasn't the impression he's left. ]

I'm— sorry, about earlier. [ his lack of reaction that looked very much like a rejection. ] I didn't know what to do on the spot, and . . . I couldn't believe it.