Jamie cursed himself silently. He shouldn't have ended it that way, not without offering a smile or something before he'd collapsed in such a way. Bella wasn't some barmaid or prostitute, after all. She'd need different reassurances. At least he hadn't just gotten up and left as he often did.

"Fine, sorry," he said as he propped up on an elbow and rested his head in the palm of his hand. Lying on his side, he finally looked to her, taking in the flushed features and wide eyes. What in Merlin's name had he just done?

He'd ruined an innocent. His brother's assistant.

Fuck.

"Just tired," he said, voice catching slightly as he said it. He was going to be murdered, he was sure of it.

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