Don hesitated to answer. Not because he had something to hide but because he didn't want to lie.
He knew what would come next if he agreed, but for how long could it work?
Eventually, it would become clear it's a lie. And whether or not Samantha was willing to go along with it. Don didn't want to build intimacy on pretense.
At first, like any hot blooded guy his age, he didn't mind the idea at all.
But the more time he spent with his people who genuinely cared for them, the more he saw just how self destructive it would be in the long run.
After all, what point was there in being the most powerful if no one genuinely cared for you or loved you.
Samantha read his hesitation wrongly, 'maybe he's not ready to talk about it. In that case… maybe I could just help relax…'
Immediately the thought ran through her mind, Samantha took a small step forward, causing Don to meet her gaze as he gave a reply. "I just had a lot on my mind is all."
