Mia chuckled lightly, "Thanks for the welcome, but could you tone down the flirting?"
Brandon's expression stiffened briefly before he quickly recovered, "Well, poor me, I don’t even have the right to flirt anymore! Guess I’m just being a nuisance, huh?"
Mia pretended to glare at him, "Well, at least you’re self-aware."
Suddenly, a flash of awkwardness crossed Brandon’s face, "How about lunch together?"
Mia nodded, "Sure, same as always."
"Sounds good," Brandon finally broke into a genuine smile.
Last night’s incident… surely it was water under the bridge now, right? He hadn’t expected to lose control like that, almost ruining their relationship and tarnishing the carefree image he’d carefully crafted over the years.
After all, he was just the harmless, carefree playboy, wasn’t he?
