Jane McCain pursed her lips and asked, "How did you know what I was feeling?"
"Those few times I accompanied you on blind dates, your attitude towards me... was a bit different." Allen Rivera chose his words carefully.
Jane immediately asked curiously, "How different?"
"In many ways... you blushed easily, occasionally sneaked looks at me, and if you saw me when you laughed, you'd unconsciously adjust your laughter to be more reserved..."
Jane's face turned completely dark as she retorted sulkily, "At that time, did you look at me as if I were an idiot?"
Allen chuckled softly, "No, I thought it was very cute."
"Hmph." Jane bit his neck.
Finally, remembering that they were still in a cold war and that her behavior was really childish and ridiculous, she silently let go...
