That, and she loves to sneak off and go eat at McDonald's. With your daughter.
[As if Cam doesn't know. JJ is smart, but she's still a teenager.
It's his name on her credit card.
This is the closest he'll get to admitting his daughter is no angel. It's more than he's said to anyone else. In his mind, she's perfect. Flaws and all.
A young, female server comes over to set baskets of freshly fried flatbread, and a platter of various sauces and fillings for dipping on the table in front of them.
Cam casts a look at Jeff, taking him in fully for the first time while he's distracted by the arrival of food. He likes what he sees.]
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[As if Cam doesn't know. JJ is smart, but she's still a teenager.
It's his name on her credit card.
This is the closest he'll get to admitting his daughter is no angel. It's more than he's said to anyone else. In his mind, she's perfect. Flaws and all.
A young, female server comes over to set baskets of freshly fried flatbread, and a platter of various sauces and fillings for dipping on the table in front of them.
Cam casts a look at Jeff, taking him in fully for the first time while he's distracted by the arrival of food. He likes what he sees.]
Wine?