01-06-2015, 09:39 PM
Jessika bid Emma follow her to a quieter office before playing the message. Cory sat nearby, but otherwise the three of them were alone. Once they closed the door, Jessika felt like she could hear herself think again. The cacophony in the halls of her campaign office was dreadful.
He was more handsome in his message than he was depicted on television. A difficult feat as he was already an attractive man. She leaned back in her chair, one leg crossed over the other, and brushed her hair behind her shoulder like he might actually be able to see. As he spoke, a slim smile tugged the corners of her mouth.
Cory fixed the already-calculating Jessika with a look. "He called you Governor Thrice,"
he said.
Jessika hummed a response, "Yes he did. A rather nice ring to it, didn't it?"
Cory gestured that Emma stay back and he placed himself between the two women, voice low. "The question is why. He is too well informed to have been mistaken. And why would an escaped felon risk crossing the border?"
Jessika drummed her fingers on one knee, bared since her skirt slid up the side of her leg. "He wants a deal, clearly."
She peered around Cory and waved Emma, the bearer of the message, to him.
"Tell him I will personally ensure the secrecy of our meeting, where I will hear his offer. My own detail must be present, however. You will come also. I will not walk into the Lion's Den without assurance their jaws will not snap down on my neck. Make it happen, Cory."
She was rather excited about this.
He was more handsome in his message than he was depicted on television. A difficult feat as he was already an attractive man. She leaned back in her chair, one leg crossed over the other, and brushed her hair behind her shoulder like he might actually be able to see. As he spoke, a slim smile tugged the corners of her mouth.
Cory fixed the already-calculating Jessika with a look. "He called you Governor Thrice,"
he said.
Jessika hummed a response, "Yes he did. A rather nice ring to it, didn't it?"
Cory gestured that Emma stay back and he placed himself between the two women, voice low. "The question is why. He is too well informed to have been mistaken. And why would an escaped felon risk crossing the border?"
Jessika drummed her fingers on one knee, bared since her skirt slid up the side of her leg. "He wants a deal, clearly."
She peered around Cory and waved Emma, the bearer of the message, to him.
"Tell him I will personally ensure the secrecy of our meeting, where I will hear his offer. My own detail must be present, however. You will come also. I will not walk into the Lion's Den without assurance their jaws will not snap down on my neck. Make it happen, Cory."
She was rather excited about this.