Arlene's POV
The tension between them felt electric. Jamiya seemed bothered by how naturally Warner and Linton interacted, even though both refused to acknowledge it. Her response to whatever Linton wanted to restart left me concerned. Part of me wanted to question Warner about it, but first I needed to understand this whole king situation better.
"King Vaughn Warner," I spoke the title aloud, testing how it sounded.
"I could adopt your surname as one final middle finger to my father," he said with that signature smirk.
"Spite happens to be one of my preferred motivations. Incredibly romantic," I replied, gathering the empty dishes toward the sink. When I reached for the soap, he intercepted me.
"Thank you for cooking for my ridiculous friends. Let me handle the cleanup."
