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Mills was showering when she heard the bathroom door open and close. She peaked out to see that Mina had replaced her plain towel with a fluffy white robe. She smiled inwardly, thinking that the woman must have been trying to show her that she was not angry about what happened with President Lee.
Mills cut the shower, lightly dried her hair with the blow dryer, and wrapped herself in the robe. It felt warm, and Mills found herself thinking that Mina had outdone herself. She stepped out of the bathroom, talking to Mina, but was stopped when she saw the candlelit dinner that had been set up. She peeked around the corner of the room, and Drax was standing at the bar, pouring two glasses of champagne. He turned to face her, also wearing a robe, but it was black and much more masculine.
"What's going on?" Mills asked. She knew what Drax was doing, and she felt like an idiot for asking.
