"I'm not dressing nice," Nick told her. Not that he really had all that many clothes to begin with. He went over to tug Evie into a hug and kissed the top of her head. "And I can't promise he won't act like a jerk. He's Jack. It's what he does."
He pulled back and grinned at her. "I'll let you get ready." And stepped out of her bedroom, shutting the door behind him. He went to the living room and settled on the couch, wondering when Jack was actually going to show up for this.