She calmed down a little, but he could still see the anguish on her features and it was killing him. What could have set her off so badly that she was this upset?

He didn't have to wait long to find out.

Of all the things he'd been expecting, that was certainly not anything he could have foreseen. It made sense though, the constant apologizing, the need to talk. Something had happened with Lachlan and she was standing here, tearfully admitting it to him; and what a blow it was.

Jesse five years ago would have flown off the handle, reminiscent of the temper he'd always had as a teenager, but he'd just promised her not to be angry and though a flurry of emotions flew through him at a rapid rate, he settled on... disappointment.

It was easy to see this was really eating at her and the last thing he wanted to do was make her feel worse for telling him. Finding the right words to do so, was another matter entirely. He sighed softly, trying to reign his own emotions in. "And you care for him too." It wasn't an accusation, just an observation. She wouldn't be this worked up about it if she didn't. The real question was, what happened next? Jess wasn't sure he could continue on if she had feelings for another man, but it really wasn't up to him to decide.

Carefully, Jesse gave their joined hands a gentle squeeze. "Fallon, you have to do what's going to make you the most happy." That was what mattered after all. "I'm not going to stand here and tell you what to do. I want you to be happy, be it with me or somebody else, you deserve that much."