It's you, Gladys. You are the one I like.

Jackson smiled as he sipped the beer.

He dropped the cup on the table and his eyes met with Gladys's own.

She was looking so sternly at him and tapping her feet gently on the floor and Jackson burst out laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" Gladys asked smirking at him.

"I'm sorry. But you looking at me like you're watching a horror movie." Jackson laughs again.

"Of course, you are putting me in suspense of wanting to know the lady you like. Not like I usually see you with any girls." Gladys rolled her eyeballs against him and he laughed again....