Chapter 40
“So, you got lucky last night?” Frank leered more than grinned.
“Lucky isn’t the word, my friend.”
“So, was it the maid of honor, that blond one with the boobs to here?” Frank held his hands out to approximate the bustline of one of Jessie’s friends. She was a nice girl with a huge set that Andrew had viewed as unfortunate rather than seductive.
“Frank, I’ll tell you what I tell your son. I do not kiss and tell let alone fuck and tell.”
Frank roared at this and drew unwelcome looks from others in the fancy hotel lobby, “Let’s go get a beer before we meet the Kincaids. I’ll need a couple of stiff ones to get through this dinner.”
“Why? I liked Jessie’s mom and dad,” Andrew said knowing what surely was coming.
“Yeah, good people but that faggot son of theirs is coming, too. Had said yes before I knew he was coming along. Me and him didn’t get along at Thanksgiving. So, let’s get a snoot full so I can get through dinner.”