He hummed as he felt her hands touch him again, shutting his eyes as she did. Jack lifted his hands; revealing he’s wearing a pair like hers, and touches her wrists gently.
“I’d like to think you don’t cause any trouble while sleeping, Katelynn.” he opens his eyes. “Unless we’d hear more about Hot Flash setting fire to her own lairs.”
“I probably could though,” she replied, biting on her bottom lip a moment, though her voice was merely curious and not sadness so much. “I mean..who knows what happens to me when I sleep. And I’ll make the bed cold. It’d probably be best if I slept outside or maybe the floor or something.”
“You are not sleeping on the floor.” Jack said sternly as he pulled his hand away before returning to the bathroom and pulled out, slowly, a whole freaking bed cover made of the same material. “Behold. Insulated to keep your cold at bay. It will keep your body its natural body temperature, so you won’t freeze anything while you sleep.”
Jack Maple 