"Mister Lucas!" Mia was startled out of her wits when she heard his words; however, she sucked in a breath as the man turned to look at her. His deep and dark gaze caused her entire body to turn stiff.
She could feel her pulse spiking up and a shiver crawled down her spine as she turned to look away from the man. Even though Mia was not someone who got easily flustered, she could feel her heart freeze ever so slightly.
This jerk. What was he doing here?
Mia glanced at the man who was walking towards their table in a slow, deliberate motion as if he were prowling. There were men, and then there was Lucas Holman. As much as Mia didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that Lucas was one fine specimen. With the sleeves of his black shirt rolled back, slicked hair and chiselled jawline, he could have caused more than half of the women in the fast food court to faint.
He looked that hot.