Jack waved slightly, before looking at Katelynn. “Does he ever use a door?”
She turned to look at Jack, giggling as she did. “It doesn’t appear so. It adds to his charm though, don’t you think? Mr. Mysterious Man who goes out of windows.”
He had been a vigilante so he told her. The idea was kind of exciting in a strange way as long as it was safe. She imagined Jack doing that, looking all sexy and a huge blush plagued her face.
“I guess. It gets foot marks all over the window sill though.” Jack said, eyeing his window sill. He had no idea what she was thinking, or the fact that Six didn’t even have his own legs any more.
Jack Maple 