“Oh.” She raised her eyebrow.
Jackson and Stuart walked away for a moment to grab another drink, and I was left standing there in an awkward moment with his mother, Gwen.
“I was hoping you’d be dating,” she spoke.
“Why?” I cocked my head.
“I’m going to ask you a question, and I want nothing but the truth from you.”
“Okay.” I sipped my wine.
“I believe Jackson is gay, and I need you to confirm it for me. Is he?”
I wanted to bust out laughing, but I couldn’t. If she only knew how gay he wasn’t.
“Jackson is not gay, Gwen. Why do you think that?”
“Because he never brings any girls around. Not for holidays, visits, nothing. He’s always alone, and I suspect he doesn’t know how to tell his father and me he’s gay.”
“Would you have a problem with it if he was?” I asked as I narrowed my eye.
She was silent for a few moments as she looked away from me.
“Well, I wouldn’t like it.”
“Jackson told me that you’re on your fourth marriage, and his father is on his fifth. Did it ever occur to you that maybe Jackson doesn’t bring any women around because he doesn’t believe in relationships? I mean, look at the example you set for him.”
“Why I never!” She scowled. “That was uncalled for and very rude, young lady.”
“I’m sorry, but it’s the truth.”
Jackson and Stuart walked back over, and instantly, Gwen took his arm and led him away.
“What just happened?” Jackson asked.
I sighed. “Your mom officially hates me.” I pursed my lips.
“Why?” He chuckled.
“She thinks you’re gay.”
“WHAT?!” His voice raised.
“Shh.” I hooked my arm in his. “I told her you weren’t and maybe you don’t believe in relationships because of the example she and your father had set. Sorry.” I bit down on my bottom lip.
Laughter escaped him.
“Please, don’t apologize. What you said was perfect. And as for her hating you, she probably does after what you said. But that’s her problem.” He winked. “If she wants to think I’m gay, then fine. She can believe what she wants. I don’t really care.”
While Jackson and I were talking, Jules walked up and pulled us to the side.
“I wanted to tell you first before I made an announcement. I said yes to Carter. We’re engaged.” She smiled as she held out her hand, and I admired the beautiful diamond that sat on it.
Jackson wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close to him.
“That’s great, Jules. I’m happy for you.”
“Congratulations.” I gave her a big hug.