Ginger smiled, nodding her head to Faryn, as she took the seat he formally offered to her. Hot, devious, sexual magnetism of a literal lion, and a gentleman, the girl thought to herself. I am so screwed.
Darius smirked at the face Faryn gave him, but it didn't really matter. The lion had his prey practically trapping herself, so the man had to step up in comparison. "So, what are you studying, my lady?" He asked, his eyes holding a deceptively gently gaze.