Soraya's POV
"What's that look on your face?"
"Hmm?" I blinked. "Are you talking to me?"
"Of course," she said with a small smirk. "Who else?"
"I…I don't have any look," I stammered quickly. "There's nothing on my face."
Kimberly tilted her head slightly, her lips curling with amusement. "Hmm. Well, you have a Darius look on your face."
"A what?" I asked. "A Darius look?"
She chuckled softly. "It means you're flustered about him. Maybe thinking about something he did… or something you want him to do."
My cheeks went hot instantly. "W…what? No! Nothing like that!"
Kimberly laughed quietly, her spoon still in her hand. "Sure, if you say so."
I looked down at my tea, trying to hide my face. Was I really that obvious?
If Kimberly could tell, then could Darius
