He felt that, if it werenāt for James Black sitting next to Jane Sampson, he could chat with Jane Sampson for another hour or half an hour.
But with James Black there, he feared that Jamesās eye daggers might pierce through the phone into his heart.
After hanging up, Jane Sampson stood up again, intending to lounge in the bedroom for a while, but as soon as she stood up, James called her.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"Back to the room," Jane pointed in the direction of the bedroom, uncertain about what James wanted her to do, she explained, "Going in to lie down for a bit?"
"The meal is already ordered, it should arrive soon, donāt fall asleep," James then nodded, adding a reminder, "If you fall asleep and I wake you up, donāt be upset."
Unable to guarantee whether sheād fall asleep or not, and unable to ensure she wouldnāt be grumpy after being woken up, Jane Sampson, thinking it over carefully, sat back down next to James.
She patted his leg, took the newspaper off his knee, and found a comfortable position to lie down, using Jamesās thigh as a pillow, which was quite comfortable.
Seeing Jane like this, James took the blanket from beside and covered her chest, "Why donāt you nap for a bit? Iāll wake you when the meal comes."
Jane shook her head, "Better to nap after eating, if I fall asleep now, waking up will feel like youāre facing an active volcano."
James was amused by Janeās choice of words.
"Letās just chat a bit, talking keeps you awake," Jane raised her arm and teased Jamesās hair.
"If you enjoy it, keep looking; in the afternoon, Iām going to get a haircut," James scratched his chin, "And I need to shave as well."
Jane smiled with curved eyes, because she liked looking, James endured feeling unattractive for ten more days.
"After lunch break, accompany me out," James grabbed Janeās hand and kissed it, "Iāve already given you the anniversary gift, when are you going to prepare mine?"
Janeās breath was caught.
If James hadnāt yet mentioned it again, she probably would have completely forgotten about it.
She retrieved her hand, rubbed her face in distress.
"All our money was loaned to Alexander Forest, where do you have money to buy Grandeur?" Jane sternly glared at James, "Tell me, you big fool, have you secretly stashed away money? You neither smoke nor drink nor play games, what are you saving for? Are you raising demons?"
"Secret stash? Someone who canāt even figure out what assets they have isnāt qualified to ask about hidden money," James removed Janeās hand from her face, if her face got rubbed away when it already had so little flesh, how could he kiss it?
"Itās raising a demon, bought a company for the demon," James explained earnestly, "Bought a company thatās now renamed to JSY, the demonās name is Jane Sampson, you know her."
Jane didnāt expect James would respond to her that way, that man, who should have sternly scolded her for talking nonsense, was no longer the man he used to be back then.
The more Jane thought about it, the more amused she was, she turned her face and leaned on Jamesās thigh, quietly laughing.
Two seconds later, her smile froze, realizing the direction was wrong, she quickly turned the other way.
"Lie down properly! Arenāt you worried about falling off?" Watching Jane flip left and right in big movements lying on his thigh, James quickly reached out to support her back.