JONATHAN'S POV
I'd pondered on whether to ask her this question or not, even though it was the first that had come to mind when she had suggested this ridiculous game. I hadn't been honest with my answers, and I'd been around enough liars a lot to know she hadn't been totally honest with me either. In the end, I decided to ask her. I wasn't that curious since I was confident of my ability to find out without her help, but it was a lot of fun to fluster her every once in a while.
"Why did you go searching in my room the night I traveled for a meeting?" I asked her, and she froze. She remained silent for the next two minutes, and when she responded, it wasn't the question I had been expecting she asked.
"Are you watching me?"
"What?" I replied, a little flustered.
She shrugged. "Fine. I get that you knew I had looked in your room, but how about you? Are you watching me? Do you have a monitor on me or something like that?"