Mac threw his hands up in the air. Standing bare foot, in trousers only, he held a look of disbelief on his features.
“Al. Baby. God damn it. How many times do we have to have this conversation? Go over it again and again? Did my making love to you before make a difference to you, knowing how I feel about Selene? No. We love each other, why in gods name can’t that be enough?”
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Date: 2012-02-21 11:40 pm (UTC)“Al. Baby. God damn it. How many times do we have to have this conversation? Go over it again and again? Did my making love to you before make a difference to you, knowing how I feel about Selene? No. We love each other, why in gods name can’t that be enough?”