(Arata)
"Mr Whittle, you don't have to. I can find my own way." I didn't want him to bother himself but in reality, I didn't want him to gloat in case Karsten told him what went down between us.
He simply shook his head, the perfect hair elegantly swirled with his movements.
"Karsten said you shouldn't be walking down alone. Come, it's no big deal." He peeled himself off the wall and pointed with his hand towards the stairs.
Nodding, I moved forward and began stepping down.
He matched my steps and casually said, "So demotion?"
That was the kind of conversation I was avoiding having with him, I knew his coming to take me downstairs was planned. Karsten wouldn't send him, he was always irritated by his presence near me.
"Everyone needs a break from working in proximity to your best friend, as you must know best," I sarcastically answered, and he threw his head back and laughed, letting the light catch his extremely white teeth.
