Harry Hunter chuckled softly; she saw through him.
He had ulterior motives, he was eager to please her, eager to close the distance, didn't even wait for the Lovers' Valley.
He held her hand, guiding her out of the park. When they got into the taxi, he let go to protect her head, but once seated, he pulled her hand back into his palm.
After a while, his hand reached behind her, wrapping around her waist, pulling her closer to him.
Later, Harry Hunter reached over her bent leg, wanting to pull her onto his lap.
Zoe Lewis's face flushed red, she hit him hard and refused to sit.
Harry Hunter had to give up.
With the driver in front, it wasn't appropriate, but he didn't care about anyone's opinion anymore. However others might view it, he simply wanted to hold her.
Unfortunately, she was shy, and he had to compromise.
Over half an hour later, they arrived at Lovers' Valley, Harry Hunter paid the fare and took Zoe Lewis's hand as they walked in.
