Ruby's POV
When we got home, Ariel dashed straight into the kitchen. I followed her, setting the coffee and pastries on the counter. Dominic came in behind me and hung his jacket on the back of a chair.
“I’m going to get some work done in my study,” he said, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge.
Ariel was already stuffing her face with one of the pastries. She mumbled through a mouthful, “I want to check out that arcade we passed earlier.”
I raised a brow. “Didn’t you just get home?”
She shrugged and grabbed another pastry. “It looked fun. I’ll be back in an hour.”
Dominic shot her a sharp look. “Absolutely not. You can’t just run off like that.”
Ariel snatched her bag and darted toward the door. “Love you, Dad!”
“Ariel!” he boomed out so hard that I winced, but Ariel didn't sto
