You're not listening to it, but it doesn't make it any less true. You 'n me? We're a fling, a flash, we're nothing compared to what you've got with Shane, or Hunter, or hell- even Vinny. You can give 'em all something I can't, that grand feelin' of being loved.

[ He knew what it felt like now: that feeling of being loved by someone, of loving someone, and while he wasn't entirely blind to how important he was to Rafa he knew he could never compare. ]

I can't... Fine. Fine, I won't say it to anyone else. [ He conceded only because this was getting dangerously close to a lot of pain he wasn't ready to deal with, except for the fact that he already opened the barn door and let the cattle out already. ]