it was pointless to cry — he’d always known this was how this kind of thing ended. it was pointless to feel bad about it, pointless to toss and turn over it. he should just go to sleep.
but nate said, “wow.” and the sound of his voice was clearly disbelieving. “okay.“
shit. nate didn’t believe him. which meant that nate knew. knew how much kit wanted him. this was a disaster… he knew and he sounded mad.
of course he sounded mad. he was probably freaking out.
kit swallowed, stupidly nervous, his heart pounding too fast. but nate shook his head. he said,
“i…” kit stopped, his mouth snapping completely shut. for a moment they just stood there, looking at each other, and kit had no idea why there was so much hostile tension in the room. he’d messed up, he realized, only he didn’t know how.
