Berkley pouted, giving him a pleading look which he stared at before he drove off. "I don't like surprises."
"You don't like a lot of good things," Mason laughed, pushing her head back lightly as he started to pull out of the parking space.
Berkley let her jaw fall as she let out a sharp laugh. She gave him a playful look of offence, "like what?"
"Like Chelsea," he stated instantly, darting her a brief look before looking back at the road.
"But I like you," she flirted with intention. She watched his cheeks slowly tint into a slight shade of pink as he tried to hide the smile that was obviously pulling at his lips. She grinned as he looked at her in a flustered manner, clearing his throat as he shifted around in his seat.
"You're evil," he grumbled with a head shake, bouncing his eyes between her and the road, "you know that?"
"You did this to yourself," she pointed at him with a chuckle, "you don't have to put up with me if you don't want to."
Mason huffed, looking at her again as she stared at him in her bantering nature. Her lively smile remained on her face, and as much as he tried to look annoyed, he really wasn't. He couldn't be.
So, instead, Mason just rolled his eyes playfully, shaking his head as he drove. "Yeah... I know," he said with a sigh. A beat passed a moment as Berkley anticipated his answer. She watched him smile, looking at her for a second, before speaking again. "But I do want to."
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