Charles really did fall in love with Lissy Lock at first sight, being a bit downcast while drinking his coffee.
Pity that his opponent was too strong.
Lissy Lock sat on the couch, looking at John Fame sitting beside her. She leaned over and asked, "Hey, Uncle Fame, are you angry?"
He glanced at her, suddenly leaned down, found her lips, and without a word, kissed her deeply, his hand firmly holding her slender waist.
Lissy Lock didn't know what was going on with him, but she obediently tilted her head back, joining him in the kiss.
Only after quite a while did John Fame let her go. He looked with satisfaction at her slightly swollen lips, leaned down to give her another kiss, then finally let up.
"I'm not angry." John Fame said, "I just can't stand men who have designs on you being close to you."
"So you rushed in to stop them?"
"When I came in, was I really that aggressive?"
Lissy Lock thought for a moment and then nodded, "Yes."
