When Charles didn't move right away, Caden could feel something inside his stomach turn. Maybe it was guilt playing more of a part, but he wanted to amend things. Either of them could go on like this and simply forgetting everything that happened was out of the picture. Forgetting wouldn't make things right and it certainly wouldn't get rid of the guilt he was feeling. But it seemed Charles was going to try and listen... which eased Caden a little. But the distance was still too great for his liking... It was clear Charles wasn't happy with him or their current situation. and Caden made a mental note where Charles had positioned himself on the edge of the bed.<br/><br/>'The beginning...' He nodded his head and inched back on the bed so he could bring him knees up towards his chest for comfort as he began. "Alan Hunter showed at the cafè. After the cafè incident I left and text you as I went home. Nothing happened that night, but it alarmed me that you weren't answering my calls or replying properly" but he knew none of this was the Dom's fault. Nobody could have predicted this. "The next day Nick picked me up and we went to work... but the whole board staff were in my office screaming about a copied art piece that we're being taken to court for. I panicked... but to make matters worse the board had already chosen a lawyer suited to man the case" he said looking up at Charles with a small frown. "I was stunned when I noticed it was Alan... I was. But his track record is pretty much flawless, so we sat down and spoke when he entered the office... about you and the case, which lead to me drinking a lot of whiskey" he admitted trailing off feeling even more guilt setting in. Was it right to say he stopped because Alan advised it? No... He left that part out and decided to continue while fiddling with the sleeve of his robe and set his gaze back to the floor.<br/><br/>"Alan was staying in a hotel a little while away and I wanted to keep him closer in case something came up with the case. So I offered him a room four door down the hall. He helped me into the car with Nick and held up a good conversation until we arrived back here. I sobered up and... I don't know. I needed someone to cling to, so we had a session" he wasn't sure why admitting to sex was so difficult. but he couldn't say it. "You came home... I didn't want you to see us or know straight away. But Alan went back to his room and I went to mine after seeing you. The this morning... This morning he woke me. I thought it was you, but I made it clear I wasn't happy and he didn't take it very well. That's when I wanted to see you and you opened the door when I was about to knock" he said honestly. "That's it... That's everything".