"Well, that's the Capitol for you," she said with a small laugh. Even back at home, she had never seen people so eager to ask so many invasive questions about relationships that they had nothing to do with.

For all the hesitation that sat in the pit of her stomach, the little whispering voice in the back of her head that told her that this relationship was betraying everything she stood for and everything she had built with Alex, she couldn't bring herself to care about that right now. All she could focus on was James' hands on her face, his lips against her own, as she sighed into the kiss slightly.. It had been more than a year since someone had last touched her like this, and even then, her relationship with Rose was purely physical and had very little emotion behind it other than to look good for the cameras. (And she still felt guilty that the last person who she'd been this intimate with on any level wasn't Alex, even if he wasn't exactly capable of it under the Capitol's thrall.)

There was something in his face that just screamed that she didn't want to know what he was going to tell her. And, as important as it may have been, right now she didn't care about any of that. "Whatever it is, it doesn't matter," she said, leaning up and catching his lips with her own again. "Maybe it's best if we just leave our pasts where they are." She hated saying that, the idea of leaving David and Alex in the rear view mirror of life, but right now it was the only way she could really cope now that she was really starting to understand that she might be here permanently. She reached up and cupped his cheeks back, gently trailing her thumbs over his cheekbones. "Right now I'd rather focus on our future."