"Want some?" She offered one glass of wine, which she didn't know what type. And she had no time to know it, her mind was patiently waiting for her to speak again.
"Good choice," The red-headed woman added again, and drank the remaining wine from the bottle. Jessy's amusement was all over her face. She was the type of mother or aunt she wanted to be with.
"Uh, Scott sent me here. I expected you to have important things to tell me, you wouldn't be someone who would just want to have a glass of wine with me." Then she blurted out, if she was testing her patience then Jessy had already lost it.
"Oh, that boy. Did he even greet you?"
"Yes, and I think my time is over now. I couldn't stay longer, my friends were waiting for me now." She hated to break her soft expression but she wasn't
