Jane Sampson stood in the doorway, scratching the back of her head, hesitating. Should she go over and sit with James Black, or just head straight back to the bedroom?
Before Jane could make up her mind, James over there spoke up first.
His voice was cool as he said, "Come here."
"Oh," Jane opened her mouth and replied, then slowly made her way over.
As soon as she got close to him, James reached out, pulling her over to sit by his side. His right hand encircled her waist, his fingers gently pinched the flesh on her waist as if he loved it.
Jane, ticklish, giggled and squirmed a bit, eventually leaning into James's arms, resting her head against his chest.
Her ear was very close to his heart, and just by resting there, she could feel the sound of his heartbeat.
Thud, thud.
It gradually blended with the sound of her own heartbeat.
Jane quietly squinted her eyes, the corners of her lips slightly lifting.
