Chapter Forty-Seven: Scarlet.

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A/N: I'd like to thank everyone who's still interested in this very much close to my heart story and everyone who's been rooting for me and for everything going on in my life. Things have not been easy, and I've been thinking and wishing that I could just sit down and write, but I just... couldn't. I'm back now though, hopefully for good. Thank you, once again. I don't plan on letting that story go any time soon x.

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Change of subjects. Venable supposed Billie Dean would open up more when she felt ready. Doing her best to shift her internal dynamics, she nodded and leaned to peck her lips once. How would my grandmother be like? She would never find out... she would never know if her family would have loved Billie Dean, if her mother would have been happy for her, if her father would have grown protective. I'm alone. She knew that, but being reminded of it was a different story. "We can order." Clearing her throat in order to clear her mind, Wilhemina reached for her phone inside her pocket. Billie Dean snuggled closer and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, caressing it. I'm glad she has a family.

"Do you mind if we eat something other than McDonald's?" Billie asked softly, hesitantly.

"Not at all. I was going to ask you that same question, actually." A chuckle left Venable's lips. She opened the delivery app and slowly began to scroll down the many options there.

Billie Dean smiled and leaned closer, eyes on the screen. "What about some pasta?" Venable hummed. Pasta sounded good. "There's this restaurant I always order from." Gently, Billie reached to touch on the screen; her nail produced a tiny sound as it made contact with the glass. "They have the most delicious red sauce."

"You know I won't argue with you over food recommendations," Wilhemina teased, trying to lift the somber atmosphere off of herself. It worked, for Billie Dean laughed in a way that got her mind thinking about nothing but the way that woman beside her managed to be so damn majestic.

"I hope I won't let you down this time." Honey eyes moved to brown ones.

Wilhemina offered her a tiny smile. "You couldn't." It was true, and it was also scary. Not now.

Humming lovingly, Billie looked down at the screen again. "I usually go for their spaghetti with meatballs. They also have those delicious breadsticks that taste heavenly with the sauce."

"That's perfect."

"Would you like me to order?"

Venable nodded. She handed her phone to Billie Dean and leaned on her shoulder to watch the screen. Billie Dean bit her inner cheek, holding back her grin as she began to tap down on the mobile. "Do they have anything sweet?" How funny was it that ever since starting to work at Billie Dean Howard & Co. Wilhemina found herself craving sweets in a way she had never done before? Sweets had never been much of a part in her life.

"A few pies." Swiftly, Billie clicked on the options. She slowly scrolled down. "Their pecan one is delicious."

Venable was about to agree to it when she saw there was cheesecake on the menu. "Have you ever tried their cheesecake?"

"Not really. We can though, if you'd like."

Wilhemina nodded. "It's my favorite."

"Really?" Honey eyes moved to brown ones once again. Venable smiled a little. She did offer me some cheesecake last week. "I'll keep that in mind."A soft blush coated Wilhemina's cheeks. Billie Dean took notice of it to herself and looked back at the screen. "They have strawberry, grape and blueberry. Which one would you like?"

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