Yesterday, 02:40 AM
While he gathered his thoughts, a man approached to speak to Jessika.
It was clear that he knew her, and it shouldn’t have taken Jensen by surprise given her newfound political status, but he was surprised when Jessika so effortlessly rose to greet him in return.
She shook his hand warmly, laying her other on his arm like old friends. Jensen recognized the intimacy for friendly hospitality, but he knew how she could dazzle anyone with a smile. It was only a thin line between warmth and flirtation with Jessika, even if Jensen wasn’t one to judge anymore.
“It IS a pleasure to see you again,” she over emphasized almost every syllable. There was a time Jensen would have followed suit, but now the false niceties were hollow.
“Please allow me to introduce someone. This is Mister Jensen James,” she gestured to him in that familiar way that told him that she had no idea who this person was, and Jensen was to get the name out of him himself to avoid embarrassing her.
But then she added something that made him pause halfway to his feet. “My ex-husband.”
He looked at her curiously, wondering if that was the first time she’d ever said it out loud. For that matter, he didn’t even know if that was legally true, but perhaps being a Privilege came with writing whatever legal laws she wanted, especially in another country.
“Just Jensen,” he said quietly, turning to greet this stranger. “I’m sorry I didn’t catch your name?” He added on cue just as they had done a thousand times before in similar social circumstances.
Although perhaps this circumstance wasn’t quite like anything that came before.
It was clear that he knew her, and it shouldn’t have taken Jensen by surprise given her newfound political status, but he was surprised when Jessika so effortlessly rose to greet him in return.
She shook his hand warmly, laying her other on his arm like old friends. Jensen recognized the intimacy for friendly hospitality, but he knew how she could dazzle anyone with a smile. It was only a thin line between warmth and flirtation with Jessika, even if Jensen wasn’t one to judge anymore.
“It IS a pleasure to see you again,” she over emphasized almost every syllable. There was a time Jensen would have followed suit, but now the false niceties were hollow.
“Please allow me to introduce someone. This is Mister Jensen James,” she gestured to him in that familiar way that told him that she had no idea who this person was, and Jensen was to get the name out of him himself to avoid embarrassing her.
But then she added something that made him pause halfway to his feet. “My ex-husband.”
He looked at her curiously, wondering if that was the first time she’d ever said it out loud. For that matter, he didn’t even know if that was legally true, but perhaps being a Privilege came with writing whatever legal laws she wanted, especially in another country.
“Just Jensen,” he said quietly, turning to greet this stranger. “I’m sorry I didn’t catch your name?” He added on cue just as they had done a thousand times before in similar social circumstances.
Although perhaps this circumstance wasn’t quite like anything that came before.