Jack was driving the car, and not a single bodyguard was following them. One hand was holding Jane's, and one hand was holding the steering wheel. Jack's gaze continued to focus on the road in front of him.
Jane looked down at her hand that was gripped by Jack. She suddenly remembered what the two of them were doing. Intimacy is so passionate, coupled with affectionate caresses from each other.
"Jack? How long are you going to hold my hand? Is it for forever?" asked Jane. She could already feel her hands sweating.
"Why? I want to keep holding your hand," said Jack, for a moment he turned to look at Jane who was sitting beside him, smiling sweetly.
"Come on, Jack. Besides, I'm not going anywhere. And just so you know, my hands are wet," said Jane and finally Jack loosened his grip.
"Sorry, you became uncomfortable because of me…"
