Feb 22, 2017
@runrubyred
“Well, if it isn’t my favorite girl.” Jack smiled as he watched Krysta enter the room. He took a second to admire her before letting his hand motion toward the couch, letting her know she could sit down. “Since we don’t have an appointment, I’m guessing you’re here to add on to what that Stilinski boy was going on about.” Standing up, he walked around the desk and took a seat right next to Krysta. He could sense the mixed emotions coming from the young woman and all he wanted was to protect her, shelter her, but Jack knew she was much stronger than she appeared.
“I’m not leaving Beacon Hills, I’m not leaving you.”