No Hurry

Jack on the other hand sat on the bed as he looked at Elma in front of her.

She had a deep blush on her face as she moved toward the wooden closet, her shaky fingers resting on the black box used to scan fingerprints.

As she placed her thumb on the fingerprint machine a beeping sound resounded in the room.

Jack listened to it and smiled.

"You keep your stuff pretty secured." He commented with a mischievous tone.

Elma, who was about to open the closet, suddenly stopped after listening to his tone, she turned her head slightly to look at him.

Jack could notice her ears turning red as she adjusted her glasses while gulping her saliva.

A smile formed on his face.

"Don't make fun of me." Elma looked at him and said.

Jack stood up listening to her, "I am not making fun of you." He said and moved towards the closet.

His eyes glanced at her Ero Meter which was resting on a hundred and he decided to take action.