Hudson didn't spare a glance for him while he fumbled for the door, which was just as well. After he'd stopped Don Juan had a mildly panicked realization that Hudson could have asked him in, and that put a pit in his stomach. If Dean asked, Don Juan would have to be the one to turn him down, and he didn't want to cope with the look on Dean's face when he did. He didn't want to reject Hudson, ever, in anything, but he knew he couldn't go inside.

Hudson didn't ask. Don Juan exhaled, relieved.

"Mmmm," he murmured. "Figured I owed you one."

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