"Make a bold guess!" Jane Sampson stood on tiptoe and gave James Black a kiss, "Consider this as encouragement, make a bold guess, guess in the direction you want the most!"
But someone couldn't resist being greedy.
James Black wrapped his arms around Jane Sampson's waist and wouldn't let go, lowering his head to touch her forehead, "Another kiss? After that, I'll guess?"
Jane Sampson shook her head, "No way! Hurry up and guess! You're no fun!"
The new mom was unhappy, stomped her foot, and watched as James Black furrowed his brows, staring at her as if deep in thought, only then did she calm down, waiting for James Black to continue guessing.
James Black clicked his tongue, his fingertip grazing Jane Sampson's lips, raising an eyebrow, his voice low and husky, "You told me to make a bold guess; if I'm wrong, you're not allowed to get mad."
