Phoebe could not deny the tension between Darryl and Vanessa. Aware of Darryl's lifestyle, she knew Vanessa was another game to him, just like she was. She was not like Vanessa, she told herself. She was the one who played her game with Darryl, not the other way.
Avoiding the memories of what had happened between her and Darryl, she inhaled deeply, pulling her thoughts together.
“Lunch time” she said after watching Darryl and Vanessa staring contest. Her high-pitched voice sounded weird in her ears.
Vanessa jolted at Phoebe's voice, she felt like a child caught stealing. Managing the tiny space between her and Darryl, she squeezed herself out of his sight.
“I will be out in a few seconds.” She mouthed to Phoebe before leaving to get her bag.
Darryl glared at Phoebe for interrupti
