Jack made a face. “What? No! Oh, gosh. No.” he gave his head a shake. “He’s not my type at all. I prefer something,” Jack made a gesture to Katelynn’s height besides him. “A little more petite, feminine, with long hair, a lovely smile and a wonderfully shy nature with a body I can curl up with.”
He smiled, putting his hands onto his hips. “I have a girlfriend.”
“No foolin’?” Steve exclaimed, eyes bugging out. “I thought you said you weren’t looking. Least that’s what you told me last time we talked.”
Shy man had gotten himself a little woman? He wondered if he had buckled down, gotten over his shyness and finally asked a woman out. Where did he suddenly get his courage from?
“What’s her name?”
“To be honest I wasn’t, not really.” Jack said with a small shrug. “I had a bit of a crush on a girl, and I actually started talking to her. And her name’s Katelynn, Katelynn Foster. She’s…” he trailed off for a moment, lifting his hands, as if trying to explain her by way of hand gestures. “She’s just wonderful. She’s quiet, shy, incredibly pretty though she can’t see it. She makes me so happy, Steve.”
Jack Maple 