Dinner for Three

796 Days

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You and Amanda rang Jackson's doorbell promptly, at 7:00 p.m. Your handsome older boss opened the door, smiling at you, and you beamed at him. Amanda looked at you both, a half-smile playing at her face.

"Amanda," Jackson said, kissing her cheek. "We met at the Christmas party ..."

"I remember you," Amanda said. "I'm glad you and Danielle found each other."

"Of course," Jackson said. "Come on in." He gave you both the grand tour, showing off the various heirlooms and antiques that he owned. And then you settled down, eating a fine meal of freshly caught snapper, butter poached lobster, and stone crab.

"So what intentions do you have towards Danielle?" Amanda finally asked, after the third glass of wine gave her the courage.

"Well, I know you two have a thing going on ..." Jackson started. Amanda shook her head.

"Forget that. If I wasn't in the picture ..."

"I'd marry her," your boss said simply. You stared at him, your eyes getting wet. Amanda smiled.

"Good. I thought she'd picked a good man, I'm glad to see I was right." Amanda hugged you tight.

"I'm not sure where we are, Jackson. Not sure where we're going. Things are so up in the air with Danielle's diagnosis. But we want you involved, no matter how it goes."