"You don't ever run out of something to say, do you?" Nnenna remarked, pointing out the same pattern she had noticed the previous day.
"Not when I'm with someone like you," he admitted, his tone serious now, stripped of his usual joking edge. "I've got to use my best cards just to get your attention."
That was when Arthur's voice cut in, calm, but with a sharpness that made Darius glance up. "I think it's time you left," Arthur said. His eyes lingered a fraction too long on how close Darius was to Nnenna, and for once, his tone wasn't just cold. It was possessive.
"I don't think so," Darius rejected flatly, his usual smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
"You know I can have you fired," Arthur threatened, his voice low and cold, but Darius didn't even flinch this time.
