Morgan was chatting with the Prime Minister with such an easy tone as if he was talking to a grandpa and not the leader of the country. His face was relaxed, his words smooth.
«Are you preparing to take over the family business?» Leonard Thorne asked.
«One day,» Morgan said. He continued his talk, following his boss's plan and letting Chris stand next to May.
«Miss Thorne, are you feeling all right?» the senator whispered. «You look distracted.»
«I always am,» May replied in the same, low tone. «Distracted, I mean.»
The discussion around them became louder, but they weren't paying any attention.
«What a delightful dress,» he continued. «But don't you feel cold?»
«I'm perfectly fine.»
«You certainly look more than fine. You look gorgeous.»
May moved her eyes away, reaching out to the tray a waiter was carrying. She took a glass of wine and sipped to hide her blushing face. What a shameless man! He had the face to flirt with her in front of her grandfather!
