"Yes, come in"

Jackson gestured to the hallway and Elizabeth obediently followed him inside. As she stepped past him and he locked the door he smelt the delicate floral scent of her hair. He led her through into the lounge.

He sat himself down on the sofa and looked her over, she was warming up from the cold night air now that she was inside, she was nervous, a little uncertain as to why a single text had prompted her immediately without any preparation head to almost a complete strangers house. She wraps her arms around herself to cover herself up a little more but as her eyes look to the seated Jackson a shiver excitement from her prior suggestion reminds her why she's here.

She boldly sits next to Jackson on the sofa.