" “My question still stands. Do you have an explanation?” Ryan steps forward, not quite closing the space between them, but standing close enough that he pulls a hand from his pocket and flicks a fingertip over a button on Shane’s white button up.
“I don’t,” Shane says, taking Ryan’s hand in his. “But I can say that I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Who’s saying you’re going to?” Ryan shifts their hands so their fingers clasp. "