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I h outside to see, but the porchlight is on anyway I’ myself this isn’t really a date I have a black-tie function to go to tonight When I asked Trista to go with ht It’s part of her e to be nervous about

Nope

Don’t care I’ her mom and niece

I barely knock on the door twice before it’s swung open and I’ at Trista’s h her ed and she’s a little curvier But past that, the rese to be a knockout when she’s her uess would have to be early fifties

“Hello,” she says war room with a wide smile “You must be Jerico I’m Trista’s mom, Jolene”

“It’s a pleasure tooninto private business I’ve had to sch from US senators to sheiks

I’e in small talk if necessary, but Trista walks out of a sht for her and had delivered today It’s a deep sapphire blue and ant with a square neckline and thin crisscross straps across her shoulders It drops wickedly low in the back While it’s not overly tight, it perfectly silhouettes her body She did her hair in a loose bun that sits low on the right side of her head isps of hair left out to fra neck

She looks si her up and down When I finally catch her eyes, she’s sht back and tell her, “You look stunning I’own fit”

Trista gives a one-tihtly dry at her bare back I sneak a peek over at her mother, who has one arm across her stomach and the other pressed over heran extreht in her eyes is any indication

“So beautiful,” Jolene finally says “But then, I’d say that if you earing a burlap sack”

Trista rolls her eyes at her mom “You have to say that You’re my mom”

Jolene laughs and waves off her daughter’s comment Trista walks over to the couch and for the first ti a book

Her niece, Corinne She looks like any ordinary child would look, and I see the fah Corinne’s hair is darker than Trista and Jolene’s

Trista bends over her, putting her hand under Corinne’s chin to lift it so she gets her attention “Can you say hello to Mr Jameson?”