“Oh yeah, that was Jensen. She’s an admiral now, but back then—”
“Captain,” Spock interrupted. Though to do so was rude. Spock knew. “I have no desire to listen to your past conquests.”
Judging by the suddenly closed off look on Jim’s face, Spock had managed to cause offense. That had not been his intention, but it was quite true he had no desire to hear about Jim and others. Spock experienced a not insignificant amount of jealousy during such discussions.
It was all Jim said and it was said softly.
They were on shore leave in a booth in a quiet little bar of Jim’s choosing. Spock would have rather sat at a café but Jim wanted a drink and since these days Jim rarely got to relax and indulge, Spock did not disagree.
“It is not that I do not wish to hear about your life, it is—”
“It’s fine, Spock. I get it.”
“I meant no offense,” Spock tried again.
Jim smiled, but it was a fake smile. Spock knew the difference.
“I’m not offended. But I am tired. What do you say I finish this drink and we go back to the ship?”
“But I thought we had dinner reservations at that restaurant you wished to try. The one recommended by your brother.”
Jim waved that away. “Sam always had terrible taste. Let’s just cancel that. We can always grab something in the mess room later.”
When Jim made to slide out of the booth, Spock stopped him with his hand on Jim’s wrist. Blue eyes flew up to look at him in surprise.
“I find you and anything to do with you endlessly fascinating. My reasons for not wishing to hear about past paramours are purely selfish. I am…jealous of anyone that has ever gotten to touch you before me.”
This time Jim smiled genuinely.
“You silly Vulcan. None of them matter. I only have eyes for you.”
“And all your other body parts, I hope.” Spock arched a brow.
Jim laughed. “Definitely. Come on. Let me finish this and then we’ll make that reservation.”
“What about Sam’s poor taste?”
“Maybe he got this right.” Jim winked. “He did tell me you were perfect for me.”
Spock inclined his head. “And for that push in my direction, I am grateful.”