Chapter 97

"I like it." Jackson smiled and put down the logo he was holding. "Sis, I'll buy you a thousand sweaters in the future so that you can wear them anytime you want, okay?”

"That's too many. I can't wear them all," Serenity chuckled and said, "Oh, right. I have to measure your hand."

She grabbed his hand and started to measure it with a roll of measuring tape.

Jackson frowned slightly. He could feel how cold her hand was through the skin contact. "Stop knitting. Your hands are so cold," he said.

"It's fine. Hey, don't move your hand, or I won't get the right measurement," she muttered. She pulled his hand back and once again positioned his fingers so that she could get the measurements she wanted. "We're indoor, so it's not that cold. Sweeping the road late at night or early in the morning, now that's cold. Even in gloves, my hands would sometimes go completely numb from the cold.”

A layer of mist swept across Jackson's eyes as if to cover up the guilt in them. Actually... he could e