But she didn't lie back down; instead, she stood up.
"I'll walk you to the doorway," Jane Sampson said as she slipped on her slippers.
James Black was quite surprised and gave Jane an extra glance or two. This woman, who had always snickered under the quilt at the mention of him returning to the guard team, was actually offering to see him off early in the morning?
It was truly, exceedingly unexpected.
Seeing that Jane wasn't just talking, James Black curved the corners of his mouth, feeling inexplicably pleased, and then led Jane by the hand out of the bedroom.
For the first time, James Black deliberately slowed his pace. It was only a short distance from the bedroom to the gate entrance, but he indulged Jane's just-awoken, groggy state and walked at a snail's pace.
As James Black sized up Jane, he thought to himself.
What Alexander Forest said at the auction event that day was indeed true.
Women need direct expressions of affection.
