"Any reason why you're sticking to me?" Aezaleon asked, raising a brow. "I don't believe we know each other well enough to be dining together."
Had she not been the one paying for the meal, he would have politely declined the invitation altogether. However, Clementine had already informed him that Aria would soon become one of his academy classmates. Maintaining a good relationship with her seemed like a sensible idea for the future.
Unfortunately, Aria's flustered mind focused on an entirely different part of his sentence.
Sticking to him?
Why did that phrase sound so strange when it came directly from his lips?
"And what's with those reactions?" Aezaleon continued. His hand came to rest upon the polished table as he leaned forward slightly toward her. "Why are you blushing so much?"
Their gazes locked in the quiet room, and Aezaleon's brow rose another fraction.
"What exactly are you so embarrassed about?"
"Ah..."
Aria's emerald eyes widened.
