Chapter 745 - 753: Is This Good Enough?

"Isn’t this coming out right now?" James Black chuckled, "Come here."

Jane Sampson flared her lips in annoyance, sure that he was taking her concern for granted.

Hmph!

Jane Sampson and James Black faced each other through the kitchen door, one inside and the other outside, locking eyes for a few seconds. Then it was Jane who gave in first, stepping out.

"I came out," Jane said in a muffled voice as she stood before James Black.

"Didn’t you want to drink some water? Did you?" James Black asked.

Jane shook her head. Drinking water was just an excuse she had used to get away from James Black at that moment.

She wasn’t actually thirsty; she just didn’t want to stay where James Black could see her crying.

"Still want to drink?" James Black continued to inquire.

Jane shook her head and quickly nodded, opening her mouth to reply with one word, "Drink."

"Go drink. I’ll wait for you here," James Black said, then leaned back against the wall, "After you’ve finished drinking, we’ll go upstairs together."

Jane stood there stunned for a while before managing an "Oh," turned around, and poured herself half a cup of water, which she then gulped down.

After finishing, Jane looked back at the person by the door and added another half a cup of water to her cup before walking over to James Black’s side. "Do you want to drink?" she asked, holding the cup.

James Black’s gaze fell on the water cup for a second, then moved away, settling on Jane’s pink lips, still wet from her recent sip.

The freshly moistened pink lips shimmered under the light, as though glistening with droplets of water.

As if the question of whether to drink was hard, James Black didn’t immediately answer but nodded gently after being quiet for a few seconds.

"I’ll feed you," Jane declared.

After saying so, she held the water cup to his lips, and James Black only had to lower his head slightly to drink from it.

Even though James Black was drinking, his gaze continually drifted upward, fixated on Jane’s expression.

It wasn’t until this time that James Black could really get a clear view of her face. Her skin was fair and clean, almost flawless, so the slightly reddened eye sockets and a bit swollen eyelids easily revealed the fact that she had been crying just now.

James Black drank slowly, observing until he had taken in her complete expression, before he finally looked away and drained the cup of water in one swig. After Jane put away the cup, he followed two steps behind her, back to the bedroom.

After entering the room, Jane promptly climbed onto the bed and only turned off the bedroom light once James Black had lain down beside her.

"Move a bit closer to me."

His voice came from behind her ear. No sooner had he finished the sentence than he added another, "Don’t turn your back of the head toward me."

"James Black, you are really annoying," Jane murmured in disdain, but quickly turned her body back around and scooted closer to him. Seeing that her hand wouldn’t touch his, she reached out and directly wrapped her arms around James Black’s waist, then posed the question, "Is this okay now?"

The corners of James Black’s mouth curled into a slight smile as he hummed in affirmation.

"If I fall asleep, will I accidentally bump your hand?" Jane asked worriedly. "My sleeping posture hasn’t been very good lately."

"It won’t happen," James Black said unconcernedly, knowing an accidental touch during her sleep was nothing to worry about.

Jane felt it might happen, but at this moment, holding him tight, she found herself reluctant to let go.

"Then just hold on for a while," Jane thought to herself. "Just for a little while, and when it’s time to sleep, I’ll let go of you."

James Black had to lie down flat to sleep now, so to get a glance at Jane’s face, he needed to turn his own face sideways and look down.