“Can we talk?” “Do we have to?” I turn around and try to keep my tone friendly. “I don’t…I’m pretty fucking embarrassed and I’d rather just forget about it and try to go back to the way things were.” “Can I just…I really think I need to explain,” he says, hands flat on the island in front of him and tone placating. “You’ll understand if I can just explain. And then…if you want to go back to the way things were before, we can do that. But please, just hear me out for a minute.”
