" You promise?" He asked in return to her offer to let him put on some clothes, but then he felt silly, she didn't need to promise anything, he was lucky she was willing to entertain the notion at all. "Nevermind, sorry I am gonna go put on some clothes and then we'll talk." He repeated it just to make sure he'd heard what she'd actually said and not just of figment of his imagination.<br/><br/>Jacks stormed off, shaking his head at the situation, he felt like a fool and worse it wasn't even his fault. Kelly was to blame, but she wasn't about to come out and admit that to Maggie because she was mad at him for spurning his advances. He really hoped the sex crazed amazon wasn't waiting down stairs for further confrontation.<br/><br/>Jacks stalked into his room and rummaged through his clothes, He found an old pair of ripped out jeans and a wifebeater shirt. He got dressed as quickly as he could, not even managing to get his shirt right side out. He brushed his hair back and then ran back out into the living room, praying that Maggie hadn't just said for him to get dressed so that she could just sneak out, one because he didn't wanna loose her again and two because Kelly really might still be waiting downstairs.<br/><br/>"Maggie....What happened with your appointment anyway?" He came back out calling her name.