Jason had never felt so miserable in his entire life. Jessie was beautiful inside and out. He genuinely loved her, more than he could say; had loved her for as long as he could remember. But he wasn’t in love with her – he wasn’t attracted to her. Even if he were the one wearing the blindfold he knew he’d never become aroused enough to actually have sex with her. He wanted to howl because he knew whatever he did right now he was going to hurt Jessie. He reached up, tenderly removed the silk scarf and took a deep breath.