"Don't be. There's no reason for you to be sorry." He kissed the side of her head and rested there for a moment. "It's a big deal, and there's no hurry. Whenever you're ready. I can wait." It would suck, but he'd do it for her.
Holt gave her another quick kiss, this time on the cheek, and then he hopped off the bed. His jeans were allowed to drop to the floor, and he stepped out of them while walking over to the dresser. "Even though women have this bad habit of stealing shirts from their boyfriends, I'm gonna give you my favorite one." He plucked out an extremely soft, well worn, grey t-shirt from his med school days and brought it over to her. "Should be comfortable." He located the remote and gave that to Zinny as well. "Find something... movie, whatever. I'm not picky. I'm gonna grab a shower." And jerk off.