QUOTE : Ever since the night of his breakup with Paul—ever since he got stupidly drunk and kissed his best friend—Ryan had been looking at him a little oddly. James didn’t think Ryan suspected the truth, but Ryan had been extra attentive, as if he was afraid Jamie was depressed. The worst thing was, James could remember only vaguely the kiss they shared, or rather, the kisses they shared, because apparently when he was drunk, he had no shame and wasn’t above using Ryan’s pity and kindness. The memory alone made him cringe. He’d never thought he could be so desperate and pathetic, but apparently, he was.<br /><br />It wasn’t the only thing that worried him. He could vaguely remember telling Ryan something before passing out, but no matter how hard he strained his memory, it remained blank. What if he’d said something incriminating?