Like a date? Ryan didn't think so—or rather, he didn't dare to think so.
The moment Mia said those words, Ryan felt like the air around him went completely still. Anna, standing beside him, was smiling, but it was the kind of smile that made him uneasy. If you don't want to smile, don't smile. But does it have to be that creepy?
"Mia, you're saying weird stuff again."
Ryan forced a helpless smile, as if trying to prove something to Anna. He pretended to be angry and gave Mia a playful smack on her butt with the hand that was holding her.
"Ahh~"
"Ryan, you're bullying me again! So mean~"
Mia wasn't upset at all. She let out a soft, sweet sound when Ryan's hand landed, her gaze drifting meaningfully toward Anna.
Where did she get this sense of superiority from? She looked so smug, almost like she was mocking Anna. Was it because Ryan had smacked her and not Anna?