Riley didn't really care if Rez knew he wore them for him or not, he still cared for the other man and he told him that yesterday so why not wear the jeans. He grabbed Rez's file from behind him on the desk and opened it, making a notation and then looked at Rez when he started to speak.
The texan raised an eyebrow at the other man's exuberance about his mood eventhough he could hear the sarcasm a mile away. Something was coming, Rez was going to say something hurtful he knew it, he knew this guy too well not to know something was coming. And there it was, he had gotten laid right before he came to see Riley. He sat there for a moment in shock as what Rez said sunk in; hurt flashed through Riley's eyes as he thought about it and then he took a breath, startled to find out that he hadn't breathed for a few seconds.
How could he be so stupid as to think for one second Rez would forgive him and want him; he told him about the sex with such glee, he obviously was sitting there enjoying his reaction...Riley really was pathetic. He swallowed hard and wrote something down, forgetting about the band on his wrist, not that he would use it if he did remember; he promised himself not to use it when he was around Rez, it just gave the guy knowledge of what to push. "Well that's great for you Rez, sex on hospital grounds is forbidden you know that." He said sharply as he tapped his pen on the file