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"So, I take it by the way you glued yourself to Kennedy's side the talk went well?"Her eyes weren't meeting mine, instead watching her fingers as they circled the rim of her glass. I knew from experience she was collecting her thoughts, searching for the right words.

"We had a good talk, so yes, things are going well."

"I'm happy to hear it. You deserve to be with someone like Kennedy. "Her eyes met mine with a happiness that shown on her face.

"One thing concerns me." She looked down as she pulled the bottle of Jameson's toward her, refilling both of our glasses.

"Oh, what would that be?”

She tossed her drink back before she answered me. "Her mother."I let the statement hang in the air for a few moments. I already knew Kennedy's concerns with how her mother felt about her new life. She had confided to me about Jason being cut off due to the disrespect he had shown their parents.

"Kennedy was worried you held an opposition to her coming here today, I assured her this wasn't the case. I don't think she knows about my return, and I know for fact, she has no clue about Savannah and Jason." Mom nodded still watching me.

"I had a long talk with Jason when I visited him at the shop the other day. Savannah is head over heels for him and I think this might just be the one that sticks for her. However, I also know the second Claudia figures out who the new people in her children's lives are, she’ll most likely use this as an avenue to weasel her way to you." I knew the way Kennedy had spoken of her mother wasn't in the positive. Growing up as my mother's son,I knew how to deal with people and their ulterior motives.

"Don't worry mom, Kennedy's parents will know that she’s dating an ex-military, tattoo artist. I'll make sure the first time I meet them I dress the part. I'll even arrive on a motorcycle to give it the full effect."I kissed her goodnight, after placing the whiskey back in the cabinet. I love my mother dearly, but sometimes when she had a lot on her mind, she could drink herself silly. I would be the good son and save her from a nasty headache.

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