Dillon could feel the waves of regret as they came off of Tony. Before him he bowed, on his knees, as he renewed his promise to him. Dillon forgave him in that moment. Though the shock of the news of his betrayal led him to believe otherwise, he knew Tony's words were genuine. He

  Dillon sat on the guest room bed, alone, with his elbows on his knees as he furiously typed away on his phone. It was so late at night that he didn't expect she or anyone else to be awake, but it helped to at least get it off his chest. He had been able to calm himself a bit from his breakdown, though he still couldn't help the few extra tears that he squinted out as

  A few minutes passed before Tony was able to gather his composure. If he needed to, Dillon would have gladly stayed there all day for him. Slowly but surely, the chasm that had been blown open between them mended as they worked through the specifics. Dillon still had a lot of questions he wanted to ask, but of course he wouldn't ask all of them at once. It would be too difficult to go through everything in one conversation.    "M'ok now, sorry-

  After they had wiped themselves off with the sheets, Tony gathered them up to put them on cycle in the washer. The comforter and pillow cases were fine, but the sheets were covered with spit and climax. Dillon laid on the bed while he started up the washer, satisfied and at peace. It was a fragile peace, but

  Dillon 12:13 PM: I know, me too. I thought that was it for us when I first read the texts on his phone. I smelled her on him and he forgot his phone when he went in the shower so i checked it. Thanks Kat, yer first message was very heartening to read. I'll never risk him either. Brb hoppin in the shower we're goin to the diner on Main st wanna join?