No Matter What ~ Jackxpenn

Chapter 27 - The Plan

Jack POV

I ran full speed at Jenn, hiding behind the kitchen counter. I wrapping my arms around her, picking her up off the ground, both of us laughing with smiles spread wide across our faces.

She screamed, playfully kicking, trying to get out of my arms, "Jack! Stop it right now! Put me down!" She declared, laughing. I refused to let her feet touch the floor, swinging her over my shoulder.

It was then that Jenn thought it would be a good idea to tickle me, exploding us both into more laughter.

"Jenn! Stop!" I laughed, making sure I didn't drop her while she was tickling me, "Jennifer you know that I am not responsible for any actions that take place while to tickle me!"

Suddenly, I tripped over something that was on the kitchen floor, causing us both to tumble down, leaving Jenn's face an inch from mine. Both of our face's were red and had tears running down our cheeks from laughing so hard. I looked into her eyes, which were already staring at mine. We both broke seriousness, cracking a smile and a laugh before I stood up, pulling Jenn up with me.

"You're a little clumsy today?" She smirked.

"I guess I'm literally falling for you Jennifer," I smirked back. She looked away with a light shade of pink on her cheeks, cracking a slight smile.

I took her hands in mine, and turned her head back towards me, "It never gets old," I said.

Jenn tilted her head slightly to the side, confused, "What doesn't?" She laughed.

"Seeing you blush," I laughed slightly, looking into her eyes.

"But it's embarrassing," Jenn mumbled, looking down.

"No it's not," I said, pushing up her chin to look back at me, "It means I'm doing something right," I laughed, smirking.

"That's true," She laughed, giving in.

TIME SKIP

Jenn POV

After a few episodes of Keeping Up with the Kardashians, Jack and I decided to bake some cupcakes. Don't ask why. Our original plan was to make dinner, but we didn't have anything in the house to make a full dish, so we thought what the heck; cupcakes for dinner.

At first we were peacefully baking, but at some point it had turned into a full-on cupcake off. Flour and the cake mix flew all over the kitchen, not to mention getting all over us. Being the natural born Martha Stewart that I am, I finished before Jack and had already put them in the oven.

I sat on the counter beside where he was finishing up pouring the batter into the muffin tray, examining his work. I smirked as he spilt a bit of batter on the counter, adding to the huge cleanup job we had yet to do.

He looked up at me, " It's not easy, you know," Jack smirked, continuing to pour the batter.

I laughed, "Do you need some help from the expert baker?"

"I think I got it, Martha, but thanks," He smirked, tossing a bit of flour at me.

I flicked it off, and raised my eyebrows,"Fine. Just buy my cookbook, it comes out in stores next week," I laughed.

"Mhmm sure, whatever you say," Jack laughed, turning around to put his cupcake batch in the oven.

He turned back around to face me, laughing as he took a closer look at me.

"Wait, what? What's so funny?" I laughed back, examining at my appearance, only to see I was covered in cake batter and flour. I looked back at Jack, surprised, only to see he trying to hold back his laughter.