Jack gets back to the living room before her, though not by much. He's changed into khaki shorts and a t-shirt and exchanged his leather jacket for one of his lighter hoodies, his boots for tennis shoes. He looks up when she comes back downstairs - and then scoots forward off his perch on the back of the couch. "Let's go," he agrees, waiting for her to get the rest of the way downstairs before he heads for the door, holding it for her once he gets there.
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