"Huh?" Scarlett was taken aback, catching the odd look in her best friend's eyes before glancing down at her own stomach, her expression darkening. "Jerk, what on earth are you thinking?"
Jessica's eyes widened even more, her mouth agape as she stared. "Wow, living on the edge, huh? That's not dangerous at all?"
"You!" Scarlett picked up her glass, pretending to throw it.
"Tehehe, don't be mad, I was just kidding." Jessica retracted her exaggerated expression, smiling. "Haven't you noticed how worked up you get when you talk about him? Since you're not related by blood, why not give it a shot, try having a serious relationship?"
"Stop joking about that! It's not funny at all." Scarlett put down the glass, a hint of sadness flashing in her eyes.
Jessica set down her glass too, her smile fading into a melancholy look as she gazed out the window onto the street. "You know, my family has ties to the mob."
