Jeremy turned around and looked at Scarlett.

Something young and reckless stired in his chest — his heart picking up speed, caught between anticipation and joy.

He didn't deny it. He pulled out his wallet with a small smile. "Then make it two. And swap the drinks for warm water."

The server's fingers flew across the tablet. "That comes to three hundred twenty-six dollars."

After he paid, the fried chicken combo was ready in about five ...