"I know, but I'd rather hear the questions, and you know I'll always answer and I'll never make light of them," Stephen said gently. "Besides, if you don't ask, then I'll ask the questions. I have to."
"I must be squashing you," he said, sliding to the side so that most of his weight was resting on the mattress. "You weren't there, and wouldn't have known if I hadn't told you. It was a mistake, but he didn't know we were serious. It wouldn't have happened otherwise. And are you asking me if there is someone else in my life or yours? Because you know the answer to the first, and I might truly kill someone if you mean the second," he said with a smile.