"I like it." Jackson smiled and put down the logo he was holding. "Sis, I'll buy you a thousand sweaters in the future so that you can wear them anytime you want, okay?”

"That's too many. I can't wear them all," Serenity chuckled and said, "Oh, right. I have to measure your hand."

She grabbed his hand and started to measure it with a roll of measuring tape.

Jackson frowned slightly. He could feel how cold her hand was through the skin contact. "Stop knitting. Your hands are so cold," he said.