A little while later, both teens went back downstairs, had their late dinner, were put into fresh diapers and their pajamas and it was suggested that they should both be in their cribs by eleven or eleven-thirty, as the next day (Wednesday) was going to be another busy one. Jack and Chastity took this to heart and didn’t linger very long in the entertainment room. Both were tired anyway, from the onslaught of work they had done, and retired to their respective cribs without much fuss.
As they walked down the hallway toward their rooms, Chastity suddenly gave Jack a kiss on the cheek. He blushed, stopped, and turned to look at her. “Thanks,” he said. “But what was that for?”
Chastity shrugged. “I dunno,” she said. “Felt like it.”
Jack felt the spot where she’d kissed him and arched an eyebrow. “I see,” he said. “Well, not that I’m complaining or anything…”