CHAPTER NINETY

LUCA'S POV.

"So that was amazing as expected," I said, dropping my glass and sighing.

Scarlett and I had somehow ended up talking and eating through the day, and now it was evening. I had to admit that talking to her had been the most fun I'd had in a long while, and I'd had no idea when I'd offered another bottle of my expensive wine just to get the conversation to keep going.

Scarlett nodded, having already downed four glasses and was now gulping down her first glass from the new bottle. Now that I thought of it, she was taking too much, I had taking just two glasses and she had emptied the entire bottle all alone and was on to the new one.

"Hey, are you okay? You're taking too much," I gave her a worried look and she just brushed me off.

"This stuff is good. I haven't had wine like this before. You were right," she said, her voice louder and bolder. Oh God. The wine was getting to her already.

"Yeah, it's good wine but you need to have some water," I got up and went to get her