"I'm not a fan of interrogations." Paul did not like being questioned. It went against his authority.
"Answer me. You snuck out in the middle of the night for a reason right?." Regina did not back down instead her face became even stiffer.
"No. Sometimes a business must be done during the night."
"You did not want me to know what you were doing?"
"Maybe." Paul held his tongue and stared at the fire.
"Paul." She commanded him with just her voice. Even though she was broken and weak, she still retained the authority of a general. "Tell me."
Regina's hair was a mess from tossing and turning, and the T-shirt was his, so it was several sizes compared to her body. Paul was looking at her face, if only her lips would have been red and a little bit swelled, it would have looked like that she had just been fucked rough and hard.
'Carp. No, I can not get hard right now. I have to focus.'
"I have gone to see James."
