BOOM. Mia felt like her brain had just exploded.
Kissing?
Here??
Huh???
Mia had never been one for theatrics. Since she was already here, she was game.
It's just...
...this situation felt a little off.
She glanced at Felix, then peeked at Ian from the corner of her eye.
Yikes.
Unfortunately, both brothers were staring right back at her.
Logically, she should choose Felix.
But, she was afraid that if she did, the puppy across from her would go ballistic and flip the table.
"Can I just drink?"
'The penalty is drinking, right? It's only three glasses.'
With that, she started to pour a drink.
The moment she lifted the glass, someone couldn't stay seated.
A hand clamped down on her wrist.
"I'll drink for you."
The voice belonged to Ian, but the one holding her wrist was... Felix.
Mia's expression, like everyone else's, was one of surprise.
Ian rubbed his nose sheepishly. "This stuff is strong. Forget three glasses—one would knock you out."
