James Black turned the page of the newspaper on his knee, and although he seemed to say nothing, his answer to Jane Sampson was that there was no need to explain.
Jane Sampson's little heart quivered with irritation. She reached out to grab the newspaper on James's knee and throw it away, but the moment her little paw stretched out, James's gaze swept over her, and she ended up smoothing out a corner of the newspaper for him instead.
Ugh, the more timid, the more annoyed.
"James, look, kissing someone on the cheek is very different from kissing them on the lips. A cheek kiss is like a sign of friendship between friends. Nina and I have been kissing each other's cheeks since we were little. If it were a kiss on the lips, I would definitely use position substitution, but a cheek kiss, you see, you let me..."
Jane had only gotten that far in her explanation, not yet finished, when James suddenly bowed his head and kissed her on the face.
