"You didn't mess up anything." Abruptly, he wished they were having this conversation in bed or somewhere private so he could show her she'd done the opposite of messing anything up. What he could do was kiss her as softly and tenderly as he knew how. "You didn't."

And he did want to be with her. He was going to have to talk to Caroline and Molly. It shouldn't be an issue with Caroline, because they'd said no feelings, but he knew it wasn't that simple. Molls would be fine as long as they didn't fuck up the friendship.

"I don't really want to see anyone else the same way I'm seeing you. But if you need to feed on people who aren't me, I think it'll be easier for me not to resent it if I let Caroline and Molly decide if they still want something with me if they know I'm with you instead of cutting them out. Does that make sense?"