Major’s POV
I liked the way she didn't reject my hand and was giggling as we went back into the room together. She looked so happy, unlike what I thought, for someone who was doing these things, which she did not plan or might not want to do.
“Sir…” someone called behind me, and I turned to see it was a chef. “The minister ordered we get this ready for you,” she added, handing over the plate of snacks to me.
Haven took it from me, so I was able to open the door, and we got in. She looked around the room and sat on the floor, beside the sofa, leaning his back on it. She curled her legs together, still darting her eyes around.
“What are you searching for?” I asked because it doesn't look like she was admiring the place.
She licked her lips. “Do you know if there's a camera here?”
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