So essentially, her efforts to defuse him were completely in vain. But weren’t they always? Jessica lifted her chin and watched him closely as he eased his way over. For the most part she maintained an air of neutrality, brow slightly raised and eyes charged with alertness even if they were thinly veiled by exhaustion There was no way of keeping up with Tony otherwise, she theorized, especially in instances where it was so easy to get caught off guard. Instances like this, for example.
The corner of her mouth slowly curved up in amusement, gaze locked on the venturing hand that teased along her invisible boundary. She followed it all the way to its journey back into plain view where she jumped from those implicating fingers back up to his eyes and placed her hands on her hips. “Well?” Drumming her fingers, Jessica lifted both eyebrows and asked in light of his bantering suggestion, “Would you like me to sit or lie down?”