Jack watches him go, a conflicted expression on his face. It was as if Harrison was her father or something, telling him he approved of him. That was weird. But he was gone now, so he hurried back into the room.
“He seems. Um. Nice?” he asks as he approaches the bed.
She smiles as he enters, happy to see him. Her entire body is relaxed, her eyes alight with happiness. “He is nice…but you’re so much better than him.”
He smiles. “Aw, Katelynn…” he blushes as he kisses her temple before sitting down in the same seat Harrison had been sitting in. “How did you meet him?”
Jack Maple 