I responded with a slight smirk. I looked over to him, grinning when I saw him pull out his own phone and smirk at my message. XXX Yet I could just feel their eyes on me, even through their loud conversation; looking at my nipples poking through the tight t-shirt, long sexy legs tightly wrapped in skintight leggings, and my cute watermelon-red colored toenails. “Oh, you’re not staying to have some?” Gary asked, seeing me make no indication to return to my seat. “No, I don’t like having coffee at night. But with no proof or acknowledgement from me, he pushed the thought of any tampering away, taking another sip. They couldn’t keep their eyes away, both paying more attention to me than the game.
