"Kissing again... David, my cousin is still here."
Leslie Howard pushed against his hard chest, trying to create some distance between them.
She struggled briefly to escape from the man's clutches.
"Ah, I'm, I'm fine..." Irene Stephenson, hearing her cousin, waved her hand quickly despite her flushed face, "You two continue, continue..."
How could you joke about it? When God David Redington was rejected by Leslie, his gaze alone could kill.
Irene, assessing the situation, dared not be a third wheel.
Seeing her cousin's "timid look," Leslie Howard was amused to the point of laughing.
She told Irene, "Don't be afraid of him, he's nothing but a paper tiger..."
Turning around, she wrapped her arms around David Redington's neck and playfully said, "You, don't scare my cousin."
When Leslie Howard spoke, her coquettish demeanor was evident, her moist eyes gazing at David, her lips slightly pouting and flushed from his kisses.
