"Yeah," he agreed. "It is. I'm not looking forward to the shit we're going to get. I'm also not going to spend eternity lying to everyone, and... hiding you."

He wasn't saying it, but he'd honestly end things, first. He wasn't good at lying, wasn't comfortable doing it when he cared about people. That didn't mean he wasn't petrified of the shit that was going to start flying, but. Now that they'd declared this more than sex....

Had to happen, and he knew it.