The following night, Mia contacted Lucas and asked him to meet with her at the restaurant where he asked her to come and meet him. She noticed that the man looked even ruddier and more confident than he did the last time.
"It's a pleasure to have you here, sweetheart."
"One again, I am not your sweetheart, Mister Holman." Mia insisted again.
He didn't say anything to refuse her, since Lucas knew that it would only egg her on even further. And for someone like Mia, it was quite important, or else she would hide herself within her prim and proper self. It was only when she was angry that there were chunks in the armour that she was wearing all the damn time.
"And yet the two of us are having a candlelight dinner; I believe that it is quite late for you to say such a harsh thing," Lucas remarked with a pout, which left Mia slightly speechless.
