Price couldn’t help but smile softly as he noticed you were the only one left after the debrief.

“What is it sweetheart?” He asked, holding his cigar at the corner of his mouth as he fought back a knowing smirk.

He was almost certain he knew what you wanted, you’d try your luck and he’d have to turn you down once again. He was impressed, you were as persistent as you were adorable, it was admirable. It was flattering, If it wasn’t for his morals he would have had you long ago but It felt wrong to even think of you in such a way. He had to refrain.

If only you were older.