When he gestured to his neck about the shirt all Tessa could do was look at him like he was a complete whack job, not having any clue what he was talking about. Shaking her head she just looked back at her closet and frowned, only pulling her eyes away from the clothes when Jack started to talk again.
"I can't go to the park anymore Jack." Brushing past him she padded over to the bed, lifted the edge of the blanket, and crawled underneath it, letting the fabric cover her up from head to toe. She wasn't meaning to ruin things, she just didn't want him to go out with someone that didn't look as amazing as she could be. Jack deserved to be out with some hot thing that dressed in hundred dollar pairs of pants and could walk for longer than twenty minutes in a pair of heels. Tessa didn't feel woman enough to go on a lunch date with her own husband...how pathetic was that.