The man held the cigarette between his fingers, and as Amelia Cobb looked back, he bit onto her neck.
The person being bitten sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Didn't we agree that you'd quit smoking?" The man's low and deep voice rang out.
Amelia Cobb tilted her head slightly, reaching up to touch her neck to avoid Christopher Robinson's onslaught. Either pretending or genuinely surprised, she replied, "When did I say that? Can President Robinson rely on evidence when speaking in the future?"
Christopher Robinson didn't expect Amelia to counter him with such a statement. Evidence?
Well, that's a novel way to do things, requiring evidence.
Christopher Robinson understood and nodded in acknowledgment.
As he glanced at Sadie standing not far away, he handed her his cigarette, signaling her to get rid of it.
When Amelia Cobb didn't understand what Christopher Robinson meant by this, the man reached for her waist.
