She had to keep from grinning too hard as he blushed and shuffled, picking up some papers and moving over to the couch with a crafty and plotting expression. Sitting sideways on the other end of the couch, to feign giving him space, she slowly inched her toes over and up his inner leg. Sharon's composure was completely focused on her papers but for the faint smirk a the teasing game she was playing.