Jeans listened telepathically, smiling. He needed this release, that was sure. She was just glad he was trusting her. This was a different kind of intimacy Jean never experienced before. It made her feel closer to Alex.
As his mind spoke to her, she could see the imagines of Alex and the Ginger headed Sean as Alex remembered Sean. Overwhelming feeling of love flooded Jeans body, like waves on a beach.
These memories made Jean want to know Sean. She couldn't help but think of them as teenagers as they pulled their little pranks. How happy Alex was. Alex yearned for Sean with such abandon it was refreshing.
Jean wanted a relationship like that. One so full of love and laughter of drowning into each other.
'Oh Alex,' Jean poured her heart out. 'Thank you for sharing such a love with me. You may not feel this way now, but it's better to have loved and lost than never loved at all.' She said as she took her hand from his to move the stray hairs out of his eyes.
'You have seven years of memories, all of which I will love to hear.'
Then she frowned, 'I've never had a love like that. I envy you.'