She gaped in disbelief, finding it thrilling and exciting at the same time.
Yvonne Young stared with wide eyes, catching a glimpse of Aunt Pearce who stood beside her. Her face flushed red to her neck, both hands pushing against Spencer Sullivan's chest to shove him away.
She hastily rubbed her lips with the back of her hand, unable to find a place to settle her embarrassed gaze. The little girl beside her was extremely excited, clapping her hands and shouting in approval, "Kiss, uncle kissing mommy...."
Of course, her pronunciation was unclear, and there were even missing words, but everyone present could understand.
The phrase "uncle kissing mommy" sounded so morally corrupt and... thrilling.
Yvonne felt ashamed and covered Sandra's mouth, "Stop shouting, or mommy will beat you."
The little girl widened her eyes, and was scared by Yvonne.
Spencer Sullivan pulled Sandra to his side and frowned, chiding Yvonne softly, "Let the child be happy, why are you scaring her?"