"Sorry, no. We don't have to talk." Given that Felix clearly didn't want to. Not that he blamed him for that. "It's good. That you're doing therapy. That's really good." Was that already saying too much? Could that be interpreted in a million ways that he didn't even mean because, really, all he wanted was the best for Felix?

Holden laughed at the stupidity of this situation, shaking his head. "It's good to see you. Even like this."

Of course it was good. If nothing else, Felix was still the devilishly handsome rake that made his heart flutter. Never got over that.