12-26-2024, 08:01 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-26-2024, 08:02 PM by Jensen James.)
The click of high heels signaled that Jensen was no longer alone. It was with a casual glance that he glimpsed a man and woman, but recognizing the face tugged him all the way around. He started to speak, but the woman stole the words from his lips as she stole his hand. As he looked deeply into her eyes, he saw the heart of a woman that truly loved someone and that love was more powerful than that of the Gift: a power that created life itself.
A twist turned her hand into his, with his palm cradling her fist gentle as holding a baby bird, one he patted in understanding. “It’s my pleasure, ma’am.” He leaned in to kiss her on the cheek before turning attention to her husband.
“I was wrong to ask you to keep such an important secret from your wife. Please forgive me.”
He took both their hands into his own in order to twine theirs together before releasing the bonded pair completely in order to step backward as if exiting the privacy of such an intimate moment. “And congratulations,” he added, thinking of similar moments when such acknowledgements were offered to him and Jessika.
A twist turned her hand into his, with his palm cradling her fist gentle as holding a baby bird, one he patted in understanding. “It’s my pleasure, ma’am.” He leaned in to kiss her on the cheek before turning attention to her husband.
“I was wrong to ask you to keep such an important secret from your wife. Please forgive me.”
He took both their hands into his own in order to twine theirs together before releasing the bonded pair completely in order to step backward as if exiting the privacy of such an intimate moment. “And congratulations,” he added, thinking of similar moments when such acknowledgements were offered to him and Jessika.