Double Down

E: Srsly. I didnt have sex with her

H: Okay.

E: Okay?

H: Sorry, dunno what got into me.

E: It’s okay.

E: Just kinda weird.

Ethan sees dots, but they quickly vanish. After waiting a moment, he cuts in.

E: You okay?

H: Yea

H: No

Instant dots keep Ethan’s thumbs at bay.

H: Sorry I made things weird. Things seemed to be getting better between us and I was hoping that maybe you were thinking of us getting back together.

Staring at the screen, Ethan leans back in his chair.

On some level, he wanted to. He really, REALLY wanted to. But things had changed. He’s changed. The man he was a week ago was gone, and in its place was a man who was oddly chill about being surrounded by horny chicks with dicks.{if Layla Sex =true} He'd fucked a woman twice his age equipped with a dick that made his look small. {endif}{if Alex Sex =true} He'd been making out with Alex, and even {if Anal Virgin =false}got fucked in the ass by her.{else}fucked her.{endif}{endif}{if Ashley Sex =true} He fucked Ashley, and he was still processing the implications of that.{endif}

But the idea of letting her go was painful. Truly, painful.

He was ready to take her back. Not yet. But he wanted to. He COULD tell her that.

Or, he could cut her off. It would be painful, but for her sake… Ethan was changing, and if he took her back he might end up breaking her heart. He didn't want to, but something was stirring in him.

Faced with a choice, stares at the screen.