Since he and Jack got back together in late October, they had been in each other’s company for a total of three fucking weeks. When Jack was home, he wasn’t. At least, not in any real sense. He had lectures, papers, a book he was writing, and all of it came before Reed. Their sex life was, at best, vanilla and routine, but mostly it was non-existent; as he had known it would be, just as Bear had warned him.