Riley didn't exactly mind it either. She loved a good argument and, when it wasn't with Darin, she found fighting incredibly hot. Seriously. But with Darin? Ugh. No.
The thing was? Riley liked having him as a partner. They didn't like each other and they probably never would, so emotions didn't typically get in the way. It was about the job, not each other. And it worked for them. So she wasn't about to complain about it.
She leaned back in her chair and brushed a strand of hair out of her face. "You know me. So obsessed with you. Oh, Darin Delouise. Such a sweet boy. My poor heart breaks every time I think of my unrequited feelings for him," she said, her accent slipping in as she put a hand over her heart.