“Jackson,” Claire moved into the room with Chloe and Joseph, looking uncomfortable in a shirt and tie, in tow. “I’m so glad that you could make it. Where is the delightful Mr. Sanders this evening, and your brother?”
“My brother is out of town for a few days on personal business, and you know how Mr. Sanders is.” He looked over to Andy, “I’m afraid that he’s not much of a people person.”
Chloe moved over to Bryan’s side while Joseph went to Andy and gave her a quick hug before moving to the bar to pour martinis for Chloe and Claire and a whisky for himself.
“Good to see you again, Jackson. How is the new club coming along?” Joseph asked.
“Very well, sir. We should be ready to reopen in a few more months.”
“I’m sure that it will be well worth the wait, Jackson.” Claire simpered and clung to his side. “Why, everything that you touch is just destined to be magnificent.”
Andy tried to hide her snort by turning it into a cough, but she was pretty sure that he knew what her response was anyway. What she hadn’t wanted to do was draw her mother’s attention which was exactly what she had managed to do.
“Oh, yes, have you met our other daughter Andrea? I’m afraid that she just arrived and didn’t have time to change.” Claire’s eyes moved over Andy with firm disapproval. This was nothing new to Andy though. Maybe she should have changed for her mother, but it was too late now.
“Yes, I must say that I was hoping that this was another one of your set ups, Claire. If so, then you’ve made me very happy,” Jackson replied while looking at Andy with a twinkle in his eyes.
Andy burst out laughing as her mother and Chloe both choked on their drinks. Bryan looked like a deer caught in head lights. It was all just too funny.
“I’m sure that was the furthest thing from my mother’s mind. Rest assured that she thinks more highly of you than to set you up with the likes of me.” She lowered her voice to a stage whisper. “I’m afraid that Momma wouldn’t wish me on her worst enemy, Mr. Williams.”
The heat of his eyes brought her to slow simmer. There was something about him that reminded her of Jordan, perhaps his eyes. All she knew was that her nipples were like torpedoes and her pussy was soaking. She needed to get laid bad and suddenly her options while visiting home weren’t too shabby.
“I’m sure that dinner is ready.” Claire quickly brought the attention back to herself. “Come Jackson, you can be my escort.” With that she pulled at his arm and led everyone to the dining room.
Joseph wrapped his arm around Andy’s shoulder and leaned down to her ear. “Well, this should be interesting.”
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