"I'll try my best to control myself next time," James Black said earnestly, believing in his heart that it was necessary since his young wife's skin was delicate and truly couldn't withstand his roughness.
Yet, even at this time, when he thought about kissing her last night, James Black savored the memory, she was as sweet as honey.
When he kissed her, in her eyes, there was only him, and he liked the way Jane Sampson's eyes held only him.
After admitting his mistake, James Black was silent for a few seconds before adding, "Then, when I come back next weekend, I'll take you shopping."
Jane Sampson let out a surprised sound, then gave James Black an extra look or two. Recently, this guy really seemed to have changed. He actually liked taking her shopping?
Seeing Jane Sampson looking at him that way, James Black countered with a question, "Don't want to go?"
