Finishing with the apron, I reach for my trusted mixing bowl and feel my cheeks go a little warm at Derek's statement. It's not embarrassment so much this time, though. Just... happiness, I guess. Warmth.

"I was really startin' to think there for awhile that I'd just be doomed to wanting guys I could never have," I confess as I start scooping out cup fulls of flour. "Honestly, I never would've guessed I'd get this with Jack, even. Some part of me is still kinda nervous that it's just because I'm the only one here he really knows. The only one he trusts. But he's told me some stuff about his past relationships and that's. I at least don't feel like I'm some sorta gay experiment or anything. I really, really like Jack -- I don't think I could handle being that."