Tiffany licked the corner of her lip in satisfaction after their tango was over. “Ooh, that was not half-bad! Now, stay right there like a good boy while momma makes you something yummy for your tummy like she said she would. You’re usually the one who serves me, now, I should return the favor to my sweetie.”
Jackson laid sprawling on the couch, inert. He was definitely spent.
He wished his “momma” would remain this carefree and blithe forever. He wished she had never known that nightmare personified known as Ethan Connor.
It was Saturday night. Jackson and Tiffany, as promised, went to the Tremont Estate for the “gathering.” For maximum merriment, Tiffany decided not to bring her newborn son with them.
Knowing that one of Tiffany’s favorite foods was hotpot, Arianne had prepared all of the usual materials and dishes beforehand. Tiffany was so eager to start that she leaped onto her seat and heated the pot, exclaiming, “You know me best, Ari! Just look at how fresh and juicy this beef roll is, now that’s premium meat right there.”
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