"Do you…feel better?" Andrew asked Maxwell after his tears had dried. Maxwell didn't say anything, didn't even nod, but Andrew saw his ears go pink. Holding back a smile, Andrew patted his back soothingly. What else could he do? He knew that the man wasn't going to own up to it. Maxwell was a stubborn guy. He was pretty sure he hadn't even cried when Andrew came back after he'd been gone.
Andrew wasn't bitter about that. How could he be? The man had offered his body to him as soon as it became obvious to him that something was wrong with Andrew. If he hadn't cried, that was fine. He obviously still cared about him. That was why it was so surprising that he had cried now.
