You're the only one that gets me worked up." It was a half serious, half kidding statement. Because, honestly...she did get him quite worked up. In many, many ways. Most ways he liked. Actually when she got him worked up, in a way with anger. He still liked it. Jackie mostly couldn't do wrong in his eyes. He always loved spending time with her. When her arm, reached over, and grabbed onto his shirt, he didn't stop her. She was comfortable. There wouldn't be any other arm he would want there. Though this didn't mean they were together. It already proved that they couldn't be together. "I know you don't like faking. You've told me that before." He smiled softly and closed his book. To focus on her.