Discretion
Sometimes, it was a word he loved.
Discretion meant the President was okay with them.
Discretion meant he could admit to more than himself that he’d fallen for a scientist.
Discretion meant she could admit to feeling feelings without being less a “good little soldier”.
Discretion meant they were that much closer to an
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I loved the way you captured Jack's feelings. I always hoped they would get together....someday.
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