Part of Jag still craved the hardness in Val in those days - but he forced himself to nod his agreement. "Yeah, okay." It was the sensible thing to do. He wanted to say more things, but he couldn't bring himself to, from across the table, so he abandoned his meal to walk around it and wrap his arms around Val from behind, kissing his forehead. "I'm sorry I've ever made you feel as if I rejected you. I'm not at ease anywhere that's too posh, but it's never you."
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Date: 2015-11-24 02:17 am (UTC)