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"But you," she started to say. And then she stopped. "N-no. What...what makes you think that?" Sherry felt worry in the pit of her stomach. She leaned back and set her hands on his shoulders, rubbing gently. "Our relationship is not... broken bottles. It's... I.. Do you think it's impossible?"

Sherry...didn't know what to say.

So Jake thought it might be a lost cause? And why? Because she did a horrid job of hiding her feelings? Worry and sadness welled with tears and Sherry had to bite her lip. Now was not a good time to cry.

She hugged him again, from where she knelt behind him. "Nothing is perfect, you know. Everybody is sad or angry sometimes. In any relationship." Words she'd told herself a hundred times. "But it's okay, because I love you. I'm...happy when you're here. I love you and I want you and," she sighed, leaning on him again. "All the sadness is secondary to that."

She squeezed him tight, and kissed his cheek. "Don't be sad. Tell you what," she pressed her cheek against his, "it's late. Stay here tonight. We can cuddle and cry and I can tell you how much I love you until you fall asleep." Another squeeze, and then she moved to stand.

"Go take off your shoes, and I'll put the glass away." She walked around him, and knelt down to start picking up the mess. So sweet, what he'd tried to do. There was an unrelenting sadness, she felt it too, about what had transpired. Clearly Jake just felt guilty. Worried. She'd had ages to think about why fixing the bottles meant so much to him, and that was what she'd reasoned out. He felt guilty for what he'd done. And just for tonight she'd circumvent his request. She had a feeling he needed a good bit of cuddling just as much as she did.

"I forgive you, you know," she said as she picked up the partially repaired...not bottle. "You don't have to worry."

It took her a few minutes to clean everything up again. She...felt really bad about Jake being so down. He was not even acting like himself. And that...was her fault.

"Okay," she said, dumping the last of the glass back in the bin, "I know you're tired, and feeling a little blue. So am I." She walked back to Jake and reached out to take his hands and help him up. "But you know what would make me happy?"

"Waking up next to you." Later, Sherry might shake her head because really, it was a cheesy line. But she meant it. Totally and completely. "Stay here, let me cuddle with you, and I promise things will be better in the morning." She didn't know how...but she was Sherry and she believed it would be.

"If that's okay." She wasn't quite sure if he'd be lifting his ban so soon. But... really. She needed a hug, and he seemed like he needed one too.

"Come on." She gestured towards the bed.

"I do." She left a kiss on his cheek. "It's been a long day. And...sleep would be good for both of us."

She pulled him towards the bed. "Go get comfy. I'll get the light."

"Hm?" Quizzical looks in the dark were very effective. "Of course I do," she said, crossing the room and reaching out for his hand again. It wasn't pitch black in the room, the windows let light in behind the curtains. Just enough light she could see his face.

She took his hand and raised it to her lips. "I wouldn't' have offered if I didn't want you to. Are you...worried about hurting me?"