Aria Rowlett thought for a moment and nodded, "Mhm."
If she hadn't been pleased by him, her heart wouldn't have been beating so irregularly all those times.
A light smile filled Brandon Heath's eyes, and the corners of his lips curved up in delight, "As long as I can please Ms. Aria, that's all that matters. If Ms. Aria likes to hear me say these things, then I'll say them to you more often."
Aria's hand holding the knife and fork trembled again.
Dammit.
Here it comes again, here it comes again...
This man is flirting with her again.
He probably doesn't even know how flirtatious his words are.
She really believes that he's unintentionally flirting now.
"Ms. Aria, what's wrong?" Seeing her staring dumbly at him without saying a word, Brandon Heath raised his eyebrows slightly, "Did I say something wrong?"
Aria Rowlett: "... No."
One by one, the waiter brought the other dishes to the table.
