The local temperature was 9 degrees, and Tara Summer was wearing a thin down jacket, so it wasn't too cold.
But just stepping out of the cabin, she couldn't quite acclimate, inevitably feeling a bit stiff.
Liam Yancey, wearing a gray overcoat over his suit, saw her shrink her neck and immediately took off his coat to drape it over her.
"I'm not cold, you wear it yourself..." Tara wanted to take it off for him, but the man buttoned up the coat without a word.
Tara could only slip her arms into the coat sleeves, and she held the man's hand, tucking it into the pocket, at least to keep his hand from freezing.
Seeing the woman's thoughtful action, Liam Yancey lowered his head, and, shielding them from the crew and bodyguards, kissed her on the corner of her lips.
Tara didn't feel embarrassed; she just blushed slightly and smiled at him. In Europe, kissing on the cheek was very common.
