Blue really did know how to pout. She had decades of practice, plus she needed to hone the skill to ensure that she always got what she wanted. Patience was not one of her stronger traits. And Jason was just being so mean! He didn't even pretend that he was hurt by her thinking another man was more attractive than he was. In fact, he seemed to like how angry it made her. Giving him The Look, Blue kicked at him beneath the table again, though she missed this time.
Of course... that was before he complimented her. He acted like he wasn't, but he really was and despite how irked he'd made her before, she totally forgave him instantly. With a happy grin, Blue slipped her heel off and slid her foot up between his legs, her bare toes stroking the inside of his left thigh. "I knw you loved my legs," she purred. "Wanna touch 'em?"