"You're going on a date with… him?"
"It's nothing but a harmless dinner date, Devon."
Later that evening, Ambrose finally informed Devon and Viktor about his plans with Valentine. He waited that long because he knew at least one of them would want to rant about it.
Turned out he was right.
As Ambrose adjusted his silver-white tuxedo while coming down the stairs, Devon chased behind him.
"Nothing but a harmless date." Devon echoed his words with clear snark. "Hm. Where have I heard those famous words from before?"
Ambrose didn't know what he was talking about at first—then he remembered. His cheeks heated up instantly. "Devon, please don't—"
"You said the same thing during your dinner with Viktor. Remember?"
Meanwhile, Viktor sat on one of the sofas in the living room, blissfully unaware of when he became a topic of discussion. Little Orion sat beside him as they watched one of the boy's favourite documentary channels.
