"Oh, darling, no." Avery snorted. "That's not exactly what happened."
A servant stood behind her, introducing their first dish. Each person received 3 slices of bruschetta. The tomato mixture added color to the cheese slice. Its tanginess complimented the other flavors well.
Altogether, they created a light meal to start out their lunch.
Jackson raised an eyebrow, choosing his first slice. "Are you saying I'm wrong?"
"I'm saying that your son took his girlfriend shopping on the first date."
He shifted his gaze back at her. Confusion knitted between his brows. "And what is wrong with that? I didn't hear you complaining when we did the same thing."
"That's because you already knew I love shopping," Avery explained, rolling her eyes a little. "I was about to go shopping that day. Then, you suddenly decided to come along when I told you. We ate out after and so it became our first date."
