Anthony shrugged. "I don't know," he shook his head. "maybe I—he, I mean—was just...absolutely terrified of ruining his relationship and fucking things up that he went to forget about it like that." That worked only temporarily, though, and now he was stuck with a hangover and a man who seemed to be convinced he was cheating on him. He understood why he thought that, really, and he didn't feel offended or hurt by it. Most of all he just felt...miserable and guilty. Even though he is absolutely innocent, here.