Re: Rafe/Gabe - Cabanas - 7:45 p.m.
Gabe frowned, allowing himself to sit before responding any part of what Rafe had said. The other man's surprisingly good mood struck him, and it made him wonder just what was in his glass.
"Ah, no," he finally said, leaning forward with his own drink balancing between his fingers as he sat on the edge of the lawn chair. "He had to skip, so I just thought I'd pop in and see how everyone was doing. Especially you," he added, his brows rising and falling as his eyes couldn't seem to stay on Rafe's face. "I just wanted to apologize, that I should have said something to Eshan... That I should have said something to you, and I wish you hadn't run off like that... Though I totally understand why..." Words felt fleeting, and especially strange in the light of the fact that he felt so damned comfortable around Rafe in spite of all that had transpired.
And, of course, there was the dream, which he wasn't going to mention, if he could avoid it. Maybe that was why it was so hard to look at him. It wasn't as though he didn't already know what was under Rafe's clothes, but somehow now it felt different. He quickly wetted his mouth with a sip, grasping for something else to say. "Did you find somewhere else to stay?"