James Black watched her running closer without slowing down and instinctively opened his arms in her direction. Sure enough, a few seconds later, Jane Sampson rushed into his embrace, laughing somewhat awkwardly as she hugged his waist.
"You didn't even remind me when I forgot my suitcase!" she complained with a wrinkle of her nose, burying her face in his chest and nuzzling it.
"I just didn't expect to have married a little fool to bring home," James Black mocked Jane Sampson without any courtesy, and listening to her indignant hum, his laughter grew even brighter.
Jane Sampson slung her small bag over her shoulder, then reached out to take the suitcase from James Black's hand. She hummed again and, flipping her head, pushed the suitcase and walked away.
Jane Sampson couldn't help but turn back after walking less than five meters, thinking James Black would have turned and left by now. Unexpectedly, he stood in the distance, motionless, watching her.
