"I don't know," he protested angrily. He wasn't angry with her, he was angry with himself and his own stupidity. And yet he found himself kissing her again. He's seen the hurt cross he features and just wanted it to go away. His tongue dancing across her lips, he begged to kiss her deeper, he hand skillfully tilting her head to allow it. Why did life have to be so complicated? Why couldn't he just spend his days kissing Lenore and playing with his little one? There was just so much bullshit going on and he couldn't explain any of it too her. He couldn't explain why it was a bad idea. So for now, for this moment he was just going to kiss her. Hopefully he might have an answer by the time he came up for air.