Chapter 92: A guilty conscience
Mr. Beckett was pouting as they left the dental office while Jenny was gloating. She’d already messaged Kim that she had won Christmas eve without any context, and Kim had responded with two thumbs up. Andrew was tired, his gums hurt, and he just wanted to get back home.
Andrew was having a hard time wrapping his head around these two people in his life behaving this way. Andrew had viewed Mr. Beckett as a bit more of a stoic man. More subtle, but he wasn’t behaving that way at all.
Jenny? He hadn’t had enough interactions with her yet to get a read for her personality. She did remind him of his Mom though. The way she was able to guilt trip him without doing much was very reminiscent of his Mom. It was a good and a bad memory.
Michael gently led Andrew towards the car he’d gotten in to get here, while the other two headed towards two different cars. It was strange to Andrew how easily he’d adjusted to being driven around by professionals considering he used to take transit or buy taxis. Was that something he should be concerned about? It wasn’t as if he couldn’t drive.
Cars were just...expensive. And he cared about the environment, so he normally took transit to limit emissions.
"Well, thank you two for coming and helping me out. Mr. Beckett, I will get back at you for paying for my visit." Andrew warned, and Mr. Beckett laughed at Andrew’s stiff tone. His grey eyes sparkled like his son’s as he stared at him.
"Mmm. I look forward to it. I doubt you will be able to come up with much without Maxwell’s help. I wonder which way he’ll target me?" He joked, and Andrew smirked.
"Hmm, well, I do know some information that I doubt you know yet. But, it’s also not mine to say." Mr. Beckett’s eyes widened as Andrew opened the back door of the car waiting for him. He smiled at Jenny. "Tell Kim I say hello." Andrew called as he got into the backseat. Mr. Beckett was still confused, his brows furrowed.
"What on earth do you know that I don’t know, Andrew?" He asked, and Andrew smirked.
"Hmm. I’m not feeling very...open right now, so I guess you’ll just have to wait." Andrew teased. Even Michael seemed interested and confused as Andrew teased the older man.
Mr. Beckett huffed, glanced away from Andrew before turning his gaze back to him. He shook his head with a grin.