Bash listens to all of that thoughtfully, but as Jeff reaches that conclusion, he looks, well, conflicted.
But he doesn't leap in with words right away. Instead he stretches out on the bed behind Jeff, draping an arm over his waist, and gently tugs him closer. Brushes his lips against his neck.
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But he doesn't leap in with words right away. Instead he stretches out on the bed behind Jeff, draping an arm over his waist, and gently tugs him closer. Brushes his lips against his neck.
"I'm sorry."