Yvonne was startled, and said, "Stanley is not that kind of person." "I am a man, and I know he's thinking." James snorted coldly.
Yvonne disagreed, and murmured, "You are just talking about yourself." But James heard her clearly and said, "Then tell me, have I ever done anything to you?" He suddenly leaned in.
Yvonne was surprised, and her hands holding the steering wheel shook slightly. "You... sit down."
James didn't.
"Last time we lived in the same room, but I didn't do anything to you. What can you worry about?" He leaned too close, and his warm breath sprayed on her cheeks, and Yvonne was a little uncomfortable, "You... you sit down first."
