Mara watched the sparks fly between lovers, cupping Justine's elbow to support her, and leaning her own head into Thomas' hand. Her nappy curls might look wiry, but she kept them well-conditioned, and used flexible hair products, so they were surprisingly soft. She knew Thomas would appreciate the work that she put into her hair in more ways than one.
She watched their body language for any cue that she ought to give them some time alone, but for now, Thomas seemed to be enjoying her and Justine together. So she let her hands wander a little, brushing over both Justine's and Thomas' thighs as they danced so temptingly close.