While the pulsing ache growing heavy in her groin was certainly pleasant, it was also not the best time or place for a game of footsie or battle of wills. Ignoring her desire, Dani wiggled her right leg out of its trap and crossed her ankles, capturing Will’s wandering foot between them. Their gaze met and she arched a eyebrow, daring him to challenge her. He smirked confidently and raised his free foot to creep up her calf reaching the back of her knee.
Dani’s cheeks started to colour again, she glanced to Henry, who was too occupied with his drink to notice his guardians were having a foot wrestle. She folded her arm under the table and quickly found the cuff of his jeans, slipping her hand up she grasped his ankle and casually began to stroke his skin with her thumb.
She threw her ow
