Martha wrapped her arm around his shoulder and rested her hand on his head, her fingers gently tracing circles in his hair.
"Mmmhmm. And thank god those bands went away. I never thought I'd have sex again when we were forced into that much of a commitment."
Lies. All lies. Martha craved the relationship she'd had with Micky so long ago. Someone who was there for her whenever she needed them. But Jack couldn't see her face and she had mastered her tone. Besides, people needed her here. Needed her to be strong.