“Just thought of the essentials.” Jack replied gently before dragging it through to the bedroom where he began to fit it onto the bed. “Course, you’ll still have to control your powers if you want to kiss me. I… kind of like my lips attached to my face, after all.” he added before giving her a smile. “But having them permanently stuck to your lips wouldn’t be a bad thing at all.”
She bit down on her lips, trying not to giggle at his joke, trying to keep the subject light. “Stuck to me eh? I don’t think *I’D* like that very much~” she teased, crossing her arms over her chest and imitating the way he had acted at the window.
Payback time.
“No?” Jack asked, standing up. He eyed her a moment. Ah. Chicken, is it? He put his hands on his hips. “Oh, well then. I guess I can just go sleep on the beanbag then, if you feel that way?”
Jack Maple 