126 A Sour Turn

Scarlett’s POV

I ignore the ice coke.

As if I would reach out for it and give Ava a good laugh!

I got myself some mashed potatoes and some salad, but nothing on the table lures me like the hot, steamy bowl right in front of me. No one is even touching it, and I can’t, not with something cold to go with. I guess I can settle for a cup of ice water…

I glare at the plain, boring water. I don’t want it..

My eyes dart to the kitchen. Maybe there is more coke in there? The Fullers don’t drink sodas. Having a daughter fighting death every day does that — they eat and do everything to the extremely healthy. But maybe–

“The coke came with the order,” Sebastian suddenly says, with an innocent tone no less, as if he didn’t just see through my thoughts, “The restaurant? They surely know how to enjoy a good buffalo wing.”

to regret pushing the coke away. Yes, the jerk got it, but

It’s all on him!

devil who single–handedly ruined my dinner, and in shock, I

wing!

eat spicy!” I hiss at him, squeezing words out of my clenched

He waves the poor, unappreciated piece of chicken in his

eyes, put down my fork, and look at him, a taunting smile

at me in a very arrogant way.

like a bear fighting a stingy hornet’s nest — everywhere his lips touch the meat, his body wants to fall back when his mind orders him to save face. He lets out a long groan when he is finally through. His lips are glittering red

does make me

my elbow on the table, my fist supporting my head so I can sit sideways

new experience very much, Mr. Knight,” I try really hard, but I can’t

from curving up, “the ice coke puts

shakes his head, in so much pain he can’t talk. With a bone held in his hand, he stares at me as

to it? By the way, how did you

coke with buffalo wings?”

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