Jack had stepped out for a moment to buy some more oil paints from the local art store. Roxy and Stella hadn’t been keen on going out so he’d left them to sleep on the beanbag. Coming home, though, he found Katelynn’s bag on the floor.
“Katelynn?” Jack called as he worked his jacket off and hung it on the door hook. “Are you back?” he asked, picking up her bag as he went and peered into the bedroom to find his fiancee face flat on the bed, still dressed. “K-Katelynn!”
He moved into the room and knelt down by the bed, near her head, resting his own on the mattress. “Are y-you all right…?”
“Mmm..Jack..?” she said, turning around to look at him, face red though for once not blushing.
“Hi…” She looked down a bit and coughed into her hand.
He frowned. “Katelynn a-are you all right?” Jack reached and touched her forehead before pulling back, eyes wide. “O-oh my gosh you’re warming up something awful! A-are you sick?? You’re sick!”
He got to his feet, “C-come on get your jacket off you need to be in your pajamas!”
Jack Maple 