“You’re a cruel mistress, Daisy,” he said now, and kissed her. Cordelia shivered all over; Rosamund had once told her kissing Thoby was boring, but Cordelia could not imagine becoming bored with kissing James. She shifted closer to him on the blanket, as he brought up one hand to gently cup her face— “Oi!” Alastair yelled over good-naturedly. “Stop kissing my sister!” Cordelia drew back from James and laughed.
