Blanche's POV
I watched as Vincent wanted to pitch in, but Quinton immediately shot him down.
After an awkward beat, I saw Vincent grab everything right out of Quinton's grip and declare, "Not happening, man. You obviously need backup."
He snatched all the supplies and strutted toward the kitchen like he owned the joint.
Quinton stood there looking completely lost.
Right then, Amber breezed in from outside, arms full of grocery bags, just like Vincent had been moments before.
She'd witnessed Vincent's little power grab with Quinton—caught every second of it.
Noticing Quinton's blank stare, she waved her hand directly in front of his eyes.
When he finally came back to earth, she gave him a sly grin and said, "Look, if he's dying to help, let him. What's it gonna cost you?"
Quinton gave her a sharp look and muttered, "I get your point, but I'm not buying it."
