Darren was arguing with someone on the telephone when I got home. I could hear him as I took my coat off and hung it in the hall closet.
“You had no right to go behind my back and do that,” he said. “Why can’t you just mind your own business?”
He looked at me when I walked into the living room and told whoever he was talking to that I’d just walked in. “I’ll talk to you later,” he said before hanging up.
“Who was that?” I asked.
“Deena. I heard you two had a nice dinner this evening.”
“We did.”
Darren frowned. “I’m sorry. I had no idea she’d show up at your office and ambush you like that.”
“It’s okay. I enjoyed meeting her.”
“She needs to stop interfering in my life. I would have introduced you two eventually, but she had to jump the gun because she’s nosy.”
“She’s just concerned
