~Isabella POV~
I saw Darius' jaw tighten, and I laughed uncomfortably. “Oh, boys, do you need to take this outside,” I teased, before nervously reaching down to the table to take another sip of my red wine.
Darius laughs, “Maybe. But not outside. I’m thinking on the basketball court. If I remember correctly Victor, you play and the last time we went against each other was at the Boys and Girls YMCA charity basketball tournament two years ago.”
“Yes, you are right! But I think I beat you there too. Seems like I’m always beating you, Darius,” Victor joshed, and Darius shook his head in amusement.
“Not this time,” he said, before his cell phone rang, interrupting their not-so-friendly light banter.
Darius looked at his phone before saying, “Excuse me. I have to take this.” Victor n
