Nicky rubbed at his face a little harder as she practically said she wouldn't tell Stan. That right there was his answer then, about how much she really liked him. He wouldn't continue to kiss her until she told him, or better yet, broke up with him. But that had to be done on her terms.
"I'm tired, Meg." It was more or less, a dismissal from his bed. She might not have wanted to hurt anyone, but she was well on her way to hurting him. And he didn't want to let things go any farther then that and actually get hurt. Not again.