If Madison were here, she would be going absolutely mental. Boys in skinny jeans were her absolute weakness.
I decided to do a little bit of teasing back. I slumped myself down in my chair and stretched my foot up to reach his crotch. As I began massaging, he choked and spluttered on his water and dropped his fork, sending it clanging onto the plate. I smiled mischievously as he wiped his mouth and looked at me from across the table.
“Something wrong?” I asked.