Turned out, kissing wasn’t just a one-time thing. Montreal seemed to think that now that he’d done it once, he had the right to shove his tongue into Wendy’s mouth whenever he wanted—and he seemed to want it very often.
As a result, Wendy had been spending an awful lot of time in Montreal’s lap, with Montreal’s tongue in his mouth and Montreal’s hands on his hips. The latter made her a bit uneasy, but Montreal didn’t seem to want anything else. Wendy figured the guy just couldn’t help it, so she didn’t make a fuss about it.