His eyes went to Killian and a zing passed in between them. Something Brandon knew they both felt at the same time.
"What," he stopped, clearing his throat before starting again, "what are you doing here?"
Killian Lifted an eyebrow, glanced pointedly at Luke. "Allow me to ask, what are you doing here, Wallace?"
Brandon opened his mouth, then closed it before opening it again and closing it. He was on a date, but somehow admitting it to Killian did not seem wise.
At least not for the boy sitting in front of him.
"Do the two of you know each other?" Luke asked hesitantly, his eyes, dirty back-and-forth between Killian and Brandon.
Until now, Luke hadn't had the pleasure or the misfortune of having killian attention on himself. The moment he spoke, Killian turned to look at him.
He reached into his back pocket and took out something before dropping it on the table in front of them. It was more on Luke's side of the table.
