"I have a kinkiness scale, I use it, you’re not even on the kinkiness scale," jubilee explained, trying to be patient.

Hank bowed his head in defeat and it crumpled up a small piece of jubilee to be this cruel.

"Hank you have to understand this wouldn’t work, we’re not even alike," she whispered.

Hank nodded refusing to show his face. Jubilee clutched the sheet to her naked breasts, trying to stay calm.

"What happened last night was grief, a gut reaction to bobby’s death, I didn’t mean to hurt you," she whispered.

Hank said nothing as he left her.