I gave her a funny look, wondering if she really expected me to believe that. War was sitting in his chair behind his desk next to her with a smirk on his face. Both their lips are swollen, and I definitely saw War stuff what I assume was Sabel's shirt in a desk drawer.
"Okay, uhm, awkward, but I really need to talk to you, War." I said as I stepped into the office and shut the door.
"Can't it wait?" he asked with a frown.
"Nope."
"You want to talk in front of guests?" he asked, gesturing to Sabel.
I rolled my eyes at him, but Sabel answered before I could.
"I'll just give you two some privacy," she said, taking a step towards the door.
War grabbed her wrist, stopping her. He looked up at her, clearly annoyed that she tried to leave. She glared at him as she tried to pull her hand
