Jake’s voice murmurs through him. “I never
meant to hurt you.”
Ned is fully aware this isn’t an apology for
fucking around—just for getting caught. “I have to go.”
“Wait.”
Ned listens to Jake breathe into the phone
and tells himself to hang up but he can’t. Finally, when it’s clear
Jake is waiting him out, Ned asks, “What?”
“I miss you,” Jake says again, in that
damnably soft voice of his. “I miss us.Don’t you?”
You’re playing with me here.Ned hates
the fact he’s too weak to put an end to this conversation. Like
a cat with a mouse, Jake. You want it all, a steady relationship
and a piece of ass on the side
“I miss trusting people,” Ned tells him. “I
miss believing a guy can like me, onlyme, and not need to
fuck someone else when I’m not around. I miss that, Jake.
And you know, that’s not something you can just kiss away and make
better.”
Jake has no reply. Ned didn’t think he would.
His ice cream is melting, damn it. “I really should go.”