"Scarlet, just keep on eating here. I just want to talk with your big brother for a little bit." Victoria sweetly said as she got off the table.
"Okay!" Scarlet chirped, happily plunging her spoon back into her bowl of savory stew, completely unbothered by the what just happened.
Victoria went to the Kitchen and asked Dylan since she also heard about everything that had happened earlier.
Dylan was casually wiping down a pristine set of cleavers, looking far too relaxed for a man who had spent the better part of the afternoon courting complete disaster.
Victoria paused, watching him for a heartbeat. News of the audacious, borderline suicidal wager Dylan had made earlier that day had already swept through the establishment. She couldn't hold back the tide of worry rising in her chest any longer.
