Scene Description:
Taylor's frantic daughter, already frazzled from running late, nearly bursts into tears when they finally reach the hall—only for Jordan to crush her hopes with a smug smirk, announcing the next nine months are completely booked solid. She panics, face flushing, and bolts from the room in a whirlwind of sobs. Alone with Jordan now, Taylor's pulse races as she steps closer, her voice low and husky, ready to drop to her knees, spread her legs, or do anything filthy and desperate to fuck, suck, or beg her way into snagging that perfect date for her daughter's wedding.
