He’d followed her through, also forgetting the sandwich, but mostly also just wanting to make sure she didn’t run into any ghosts on the way to the bedroom. It would be horrid if she did. Jack leaned on the door frame, hands in his pockets, as he watched her search through the bag for her charger.
It would be cruel if any specter were to show up now, with her camera dead.
He was just about to ask her something when he saw something she set aside slowly roll out on the floor. Curious, he took a step closer but stopped when he saw what it was and his face turned purple. Lingerie? Lingerie. Katleynn had bought lingerie.
Jack stood there, struck dumb for a moment, before speaking. “Katelynn? Um. Your… that… On the floor…” he mumbled, pointing.
“What?” he asked, looking shocked around his deep blush. He moved to her and knelt in front of her, reached out for her, and placed his hands to her arms gently. “Katelynn i-it’s okay!” he said as bravely as he could. “Don’t apologize…! It, it’s a lovely color and I’m sure it would look wonderful on you, b-but,” he reached down, and touched the material in her hand as his other hand brought her head up since she hadn’t been looking at him.
“But that’s… that’s just because you’re the one wearing it. On.. on any other woman it… it wouldn’t mean anything to me.”
Jack Maple 