"Stop screaming like some big baby,"

Vela muttered, recoiling a step when Riven raised his voice. She stared at him with unflinching calm, blinking in that slow, calculated way that always managed to irk him more.

Riven dragged a hand through his hair, closed his eyes briefly, and forced himself to breathe. When he opened them again, he spoke more evenly.

“And what was that, back in the conference room?”

“What?” she replied innocently, biting her lip while her eyes shifted ...