"You're far better off without her." His fingers wandered up, then back, and he smiled, leaning up into Gabriel's space, moving his lips against the corner of his mouth, sighing against his lips.

"I shouldn't ask you how busy you were, how many times you've done--this. I don't think I'd like the answer. But I want to erase every memory of their touch from your skin. You're too good for them, Gabriel."