His tears wet Jennifer's hair as he held her close to his body. His emotions were so raw, that he found he couldn't speak, but Jennifer had more of her heart to share with him. He gently stepped away a bit, but he held on to her hands. He needed to see her eyes, those beautiful blue eyes, now dark with hurt.

"I was so mad with you! All of those p.r. photos with you and her...dammit, you seemed to be enjoying yourself way too much. And then with shooting for Catching Fire and X-men...I was swamped, and you just seemed to be traveling Europe without a care in the world, with her. And it had me thinking 'maybe he's into her' and 'maybe she turns him on'"

Here, Bradley had to interrupt.

"Jen, are you serious?", he said gently, as he softly stroked her hair and her neck, "You know we both agreed to this. You know I didn't want to participate. And more than that, you know..."