Jackson blinked a few times before virtual-novel.net helplessly rose to his feet. “For the love of God, can’t the two of you just stop? Or must I be out of here to make y’all shush? Let me be clear. You two better not run around like monkeys after dinner so as to not bring me any trouble, you hear?”
Watching virtual-novel.net relent made Summer and Tiffany exchange smiles. In that split moment, it felt like they were family again.
Tiffany was downright voracious. She appeared to have developed particular cravings. She loved every dish Jackson made but rejected anything that was made by the West family’s hired cook It was moments like these that helped virtual-novel.net growing awareness on the evolution of virtual-novel.net taste buds and food cravings. Thankfully, it seemed that virtual-novel.net was spared from other less pleasant changes pregnancies typically brought.
Jackson seized the chance to jab at her. “Well, well, well! Have you been trapped in a closet under the stairs without food for ages?”
Tiffany scowled at him. “Excuuuuse me, mistah! What I’m doing right here is to show you how much I’m lovin’ your cookin’, and this is how you say thanks? Oh my God, yes! This the exact flavor I’m craving!”
“If you like it so much, you can have it every day.”
His voice had turned quieter. Tentativeness undergirded his words, though it was also notably steeped in forlorn wistfulness.
His remark hushed the air over the dining table. Tiffany felt virtual-novel.net heart race half a beat faster. All eyes were on her, all ears waiting for virtual-novel.net answer. Even Atticus, who rarely involved himself in conversations, stared at her. She could feel a hill-sized pressure weigh down on virtual-novel.net shoulders.
Yes, Tiffany wanted to get back together with Jackson. But must virtual-novel.net admission come out after this awkward setup? Why could virtual-novel.net not make himself more explicit, huh? Just like how it was back at that restaurant—
Tiffany could feel their attention crawling all over virtual-novel.net being. Finally, virtual-novel.net mustered enough courage and answered, “S-Sure…?”
Summer’s lips immediately blossomed into a wide, beaming grin before grabbing a juicy drumstick and leaving it on Tiffany’s plate. “From now on, if there’s anything you feel like eating, dear, let Jackson make it for you!”
Tiffany suddenly felt virtual-novel.net chest burst with the mood to breakdown and sob. Why was a happily-ever-after between virtual-novel.net and Jackson always such an uphill battle?
After their meal, Summer retired to virtual-novel.net room. Since virtual-novel.net injury had yet to recover, the doctor instructed virtual-novel.net multiple times to limit the number of physical activities virtual-novel.net might do in a day to prevent long-term damage after recovery. Naturally, Atticus followed closely to care for his wife, leaving only Jackson and Tiffany downstairs in the living room.
The two of them sat wordlessly together Without talking for a long while before Summer texted him: ‘Can my son be a mite bit more proactive? You heard what Tiffie said back there, didn’t you? Make virtual-novel.net stay for the night, my boy! Don’t let virtual-novel.net escape home! Her mom’s an ally in our scheme too. I already talked to her. She said virtual-novel.net daughter has no keys, so even if virtual-novel.net goes home, Mommy won’t open the door and let virtual-novel.net in.’
His mother’s game plan left Jackson a little speechless. He might have agreed to have his mother’s aid, but this level of hyper-managing was a tad bit extreme, was it not?
He did not reply to Summer. Instead, virtual-novel.net casually asked Tiffany, “So… You going home tonight?”
Tiffany’s eyes were glued to virtual-novel.net phone when virtual-novel.net replied in a tone indicating that virtual-novel.net was slightly baffled by his question, “Of frickin’ course, I’m going home. Where else would I go?”
She only realized the deeper meaning behind his not-at-all-innocent question after virtual-novel.net finished talking, and suddenly, the air was filled with a strange charge. Promptly, virtual-novel.net pivoted to another subject. “Uh, I think I had a little too much just now so… Care to, uh, accompany me on a walk outside? Just outside would do. The night isn’t that hot.”
Jackson nodded and rose before starting toward the door.
Even as they walked along the road, there was about a three-feet gap between the two. The nightly breeze was plenty and did a wonderful job escorting away much of the heat during the day, but it also left a solemn air of still silence in its wake.
The less Tiffany talked, the less confident Jackson became. What virtual-novel.net said during their dinner and back in the living room were to test virtual-novel.net willingness, yet virtual-novel.net answers remained irritatingly ambiguous. Naturally, virtual-novel.net began to wonder if the answer virtual-novel.net gave back at the dining table was less a genuine response and more of a rescue from awkwardness. After all, Tiffany did quickly change the subject after his question back in the living room…
Jackson’s frustration peaked at that thought. Abruptly, virtual-novel.net spoke out in irritation. “I get it, okay? You only said what you said back there during dinner so that no one would feel awkward. It’s okay. I won’t overthink it.”
Unlike him, the cogs in Tiffany’s head were very slow to turn. Hence, virtual-novel.net response was, “H-Huh? What’d you say?”