He smiled faintly and nodded, before kissing her forehead. Jack turned and made his way through to the bedroom, Roxy obediently trotting away behind him since she felt it was her job to stand in the door when he did so. In case of intruders. Yes, very much so.
Jack changed into his winter pajamas and climbed into his bed, turning the light off as he did. Roxy, still in the door, made a ‘wuff’ noise at him as if saying goodnight, then trotted past Katelynn. They had a schedule, those too. Soon as daddy was in bed, Roxy could go on the beanbag and sleep. She pauses to sniff at Stella one last time before leaving the kitchen, to curl up on the beanbag.
She stood there awkwardly a bit, by herself, or well with Stella still at her feet and begging for treats. The day’s events had actually made her tired but Katelynn didn’t have time to sleep just yet. She cleaned up their pizza mess, putting the remains in containers and into the fridge to eat later and tossing out the boxes.
Clean up in the kitchen done, she walked over to her bag in Jack’s room, trying hard not to disturb him as she took out what she needed, PJs and toothbrush, proceeding into the bathroom to change and brush her teeth, tying her hair up into a big bun on top of her head so she wouldn’t mess up her hair in sleep.
Her PJs were rather thick with winter, a sweater and some sweatpants to keep her body warm and she put her things away in her bag to make sure to keep clean.
Stella still needed a place to sleep so taking some of her clothes, she made a make shift bed for her and put out some training pads, hoping Stella understood when it was time to use them and not pee on something of Jack’s.
“Behave,” she whispered to Stella, tying her up so she wouldn’t get into Jack’s stuff.
All done with everything, Katelynn walked over to Jack’s bed, standing there a moment, wringing her hands together as she rubbed her legs together before pulling the covers back and slipping under them carefully.
She was in Jack’s bed. It felt strange, yet somehow right as she lay on her back, her hands resting on her stomach over the comforter. Her heart was beating and she wished so badly to snuggle up to him but her guilt kept her at bay as she willed herself to sleep.
Jack was a heavy sleeper, it seemed. Since even when she climbed into the bed, her legs bumping his, he didn’t move at all. The man lay on his side, breathing softly for a moment, before just as Katelynn was beginning to sleep he rolls over. He throws himself around in the bed, his arm setting down on top of her chest, his face pressing against her shoulder as he sleeps on, oblivious to her being here at all.
No wonder he barely moved after they made love. The man could sleep in any position whatsoever.
Jack Maple 