So many meant Josh and himself, Iestyn could see that. He looked across at Henry, so bewildered about how he was suddenly the bad guy here. He gently, hesitantly laid his hand on Addy's head and stroked her hair, and it was as well she couldn't see the wounded look on his face. He didn't think he'd been controlling and pushy. Asking her not to cut her family off out of nowhere and telling her that her boyfriend was no good wasn't the same as whatever Addy perceived it as.
He swallowed, working some spit into his dry mouth. "If- if I've been pushy to you, I'm sorry," he said, looking down at her. "If you really want me to stop texting you so much, I'll- I'll try."