Jane McCain is in love.
To be precise, she's passionately in love.
In the mundane world, once a man and a woman hold hands and kiss, their relationship progresses rapidly.
She really hadn't expected Allen Rivera to kiss her.
She always thought Allen would be the type to follow steps methodically.
But Allen kissed her, and on the way back, he kissed her several more times intermittently.
Speaking of which, she hadn't expected Allen to like her either.
She thought Allen would prefer a highly educated woman; even if not a Ph.D., at least someone like Zara Jameson, who understands music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
... But forget it, Zara Jameson has become unrecognizable in the past year or two.
Jane McCain sighed softly in her heart.
...
Although Allen Rivera's manners occasionally surprised Jane McCain, his overall approach to the relationship was indeed methodical.
