133 heart to brain

Next to Tobias is Jackson. She tries to keep her eyes moving, not staying locked on him for too long, but she can’t help it. They both had a private breakfast in her apartment yesterday morning, using her bed as a picnic space and then for its intended purpose. And she doesn't mean sleep. So it’s been less than twenty-four hours since she has seen him, but she feels the need to touch him, kiss him, greet him in some way other than standing here acting like she doesn't know his deepest secrets and darkest desires. He was wearing a three-piece black suit with a Wedgewood blue shirt that was open at the neck. Monica also knows that he has one extra button closed because there are fingernail scratches on his chest and a tiny bite mark on his shoulder again. She doesn't have any bruises from yesterday, but let’s say she won’t be sitting down too much today.

She smiles politely, making sure the friendliness extends down the entire line of the entourage..“We have something exciting to presen