Mia tried to ignore the awkward situation she was in at the moment. "Did you not hear what I said?"
"I did."
"Then why are you not letting go of me?"
"Never said that I would listen. Besides…" His lips lifted in a sardonic smirk. "If I drop you here, I am afraid that you will roll down the stairs like a sack of potatoes."
"You wouldn't," gasped Mia. Her voice was barely above her whisper, as if she were talking to herself rather than to Lucas.
That obnoxious smirk never changed as the man climbed down the stairs. Though he didn't say anything, Mia knew that the man was not joking; if she moved around, he might really drop her. And as she had no intention of going down the stairs, rolling like a sack, she stayed put.