Even kissing happened less often.
Oh!
Oh!
Oh, so sheās waiting here!
James Black pretended not to hear Jane Sampsonās childlike remark. He put on his clothes, lowered his head, and touched her head with his hand, "Iāll get the card myself, and hand over the delivery to you at noon."
After saying that, he walked out alone, looking refreshed. Oh, no, he looked satisfied as he strode out.
Get it myself?
Only then did Jane Sampson realize that even though the battlefield had shifted, it still wasnāt safe.
Jane suddenly regained her energy and dashed out, her steps pounding, even faster than James. She ran to the doorway of the study, spread her arms wide, and blocked James from outside the door.
"No more! No more rewards for you!" She shook her head vigorously.
"You were happy this morning." James stated this like a fact, and then continued, "You said that if I made you happy, there would be a reward. As an adult, Jane Sampson, you should keep your promise."
This again?
Canāt she just be a mischievous baby?
"Iām not happy." Jane turned her head away.
"I didnāt notice." James laughed.
"Iām just not happy!" Jane repeated firmly, emphasizing the three words.
"You were still happy when you woke up, and now youāre unhappy again?" James stood there, deeply reflecting, "Well, it seems my bed skills arenāt up to par?"
Now this was awkward.
Jane didnāt know how to respond.
Whichever way she thought about it, it was a question that could spell disaster.
If she said he was good, it would be a compliment, proving she was happy.
If she said he wasnāt good, sheād keep the card but might suffer for it.
She compared both options and chose the lesser of two evils.
Jane retracted her arms and immediately showed a diligent smile, "Iāll get the card for you! Giving rewards should have a sense of ceremony; I must give it to you myself!"
After saying that, Jane ran into the study, intending to close the door, but James reacted too quickly. As she reached for the door, he had already stepped in.
Seeing Janeās hand stopped halfway, James quickly went inside and asked, "Werenāt you going to give me the reward personally? What? I canāt come in?"
If he hadnāt entered, then he definitely couldnāt come in.
But now that he was inside, and she couldnāt push him out, naturally, he could come in.
After all, her slender arms and legs couldnāt beat him.
Jane chuckled at James, testingly asking him, "How did you know where I hid the card?"
"Didnāt you say itās not in the bedroom but in the study? The study isnāt that big; itās easy to find." After saying that, James pushed the still-standing Jane out of his way, "Go get it."
"..." I really believed your nonsense!
Jane was so mad she nearly bit down on her small white teeth.
In such a secretive place, she was foolish to think James could know!
"You leave, and then Iāll get it! Iām not showing you!" Jane pointed towards the doorway.
"Is it really necessary?" James instead sat on a chair, "Jane Sampson, you wouldnāt be guarding against me, thinking Iād steal it, would you?"
Her inner thoughts were spoken out loud.
Jane was caught off guard, her courage suddenly spiked, and she loudly answered James, "Yes!"
James snorted at Janeās response.
But under Janeās round-eyed gaze, he stood up and walked out of the study, "Hurry up; Iām going to order food."
After saying that, he thoughtfully closed the study door behind Jane.