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POPPY:

Did Sebastian Holding think of me as a flirt? Me? Flirting Wyatt? Why would I even do that?

Fine. If he thinks that's what I was doing, let him think whatever he wants. Life was short for always thinking about his reaction.

Whatever.

“Where are we going?” Sebastian asked, looking bored.

“I’m hungry, Mommy.”

“We will eat in a minute, love.” To Sebastian, I answered, “Nothing fancy where you usually dine, Mr. Holding. But it is worth your time, I assure you. They offered a variety of foods and I am sure you will be able to choose anything, Mr. Holding.”

His forehead knotted, and did not answer anymore.

“I am good wherever you take me, Miss Poppy. I don’t mind.”

“T-Thank you, Wyatt.”

“Thank you, Mommy.”

“It’s alright, love.”

“Uncle Bastian. Uncle Wyatt. You know what? This is the first time Mommy will be bringing me to a restaurant.”

As usual, it was Wyatt who always smiled at her. “Really, cupcake? Why is that?”

“Mommy always said we are on a budget and it’s cheaper to eat in