Disgraceful
She pushed at his chest, intended to retreat to her seat but he held her back, refusing to tear his mouth from hers.
"All right, now let go of me."
Shifting her weight restlessly on his lap, she pushed him away.
"You don't want the driver to see you kissing your cousin."
"My distant cousin."
He corrected as he contained her struggle without effort.
"Here in Britain, it's perfectly legal for cousins to marry."
"You're out of your mind."
She managed to wriggle away just in time. The door swayed open just as she landed on the opposite seat.