It would be so easy to just get sucked back into it, into those eyes, those lips, those hands, that body. It would be so easy to just forget about the past and just... fucking kiss him right here and right now. But he wasn't going to. He couldn't. He didn't want to get hurt again.
"Until somebody else comes along, right?" He was back to feeling spiteful, feeling angry, because that was something easier to hold onto. "Then you'll just fuckin' forget you ever cared and go stick your dick in that, huh?" He shook his head as he pulled his hand away. "Whatever. Whatever, I just... I wanna leave now." He sat back and sat up. "I am in no mood to deal with this shit."