The House Of J (Jack Frost and Wind story)

Epilogue: J stands for joy, among other things

Jamie came back home after another day of boring work and hoped that the house wasn't going to be empty. On days like this, he really needed his spirit friend.

Maybe he would ask Jack to doze him with some fun magic. He wasn't opposed to any activity his friend might suggest, even a snowball fight. You're never too old for fun, and at this point, he would do anything to forget about his work troubles.

Once inside, he heard two voices coming from the kitchen. One voice was Jack's but he didn't know whom the female voice could belong to.

He stopped in the door frame and stared. The most beautiful girl he's ever seen was leaning on the counter next to Jack. What stunned him though was that she was wearing a sexy pale-blue silk nightgown which accentuated her gentle curves and barely covered her at all. Jamie couldn't believe his eyes and was too floored to say anything.

"Hi, Jamie. I'm making pancakes," Jack said cheerfully but Jamie's face must have revealed his shock as Jack added, "Wait. You can see her?"

"Uh, yeah," Jamie managed to mutter out.

Jack looked nervously from Jamie to the girl. "I'll be right back."

Jack ran out of the kitchen and came back just seconds after. When passing by Jamie he growled, "You can stop staring now."

The aggressive tone snapped Jamie out of the trance and he realized that Jack was right, he was staring at what had to be Wind.

Jack went over to the girl holding a garment which was of the same color as her hot nightgown and started pleading, "Please, put it on, Jay."

"You and your pointless clothes. I don't want to wear it anymore, Jack!" the girl protested.

"Please, you can't walk around like this. Jamie can see you."

"So what? What is it with you always trying to cover me up? I thought you like my body."

Jack looked flustered and Jamie tried to not laugh at his expression. Considering that he'd seen that look on Jack before, he wondered how many of those arguments they'd had in his presence.

"Please, for me?"

Wind stood her ground and crossed her arms under her chest, lifting up her bosom. "Do you or do you not like my body?"

Jack gulped and glanced at Jamie, blush spreading on his cheeks, then back at Wind. "Yes, I do but that's not what this is about. You're too exposed. I don't want... I don't want Jamie or anyone else looking at you when you're dressed like that."

Oh, man. Jack was seriously jealous. Jamie kicked himself for staring at her like that before.

'Some friend I am,' he thought.

"Oh," it seemed that she finally understood. "My body is for your eyes only?"

Jack blushed even further. "Yes. Will you please put it on?"

She finally obliged and gracefully put her arms through the robe and he helped her tie it up at the waist. With his girl somewhat dressed, Jack sighed, ran his hand through his hair nervously and looked sideways at Jamie.

"So, you see her now?"

Jamie nodded silently, unsure if Jack was going to be aggressive again.

"How?"

He shrugged. He couldn't see her before, now he could. He didn't know what changed.

"It's because we've mated," Wind explained.

Jamie snorted. He just couldn't take it. This girl used the boldest language in such an innocent manner. He covered his mouth, trying to not laugh at the look on Jack's face.