"Now, tell me what's got your panties in a twist." Nikolas said, his face turning serious.
"Why do you think something is wrong?" Dominique asked, turning his back to Nikolas as he stared out through the glass window. The tension in his shoulders was palpable, his posture rigid, as if the weight of his thoughts was too heavy to bear.
"Come on, man, I know you." Nikolas said, his voice laced with concern. His eyes narrowed slightly as he studied his brother's tense form. He could see the way Dominique's hands clenched into fists at his sides, the muscles in his jaw tightening with every passing second. Nikolas rose from his chair, each step towards Dominique deliberate and careful, as though approaching a wounded animal. "You didn't deny it when I pointed out that you were in love with Kalina, but your voice didn't hold the excitement my eyes did."
