“That’s disgusting.”
He chuckled at us both.
“You two need to relax.”
“Okay.”
I decided that arguing any further would accomplish nothing. He clearly thought he had won.
About twenty minutes later, he drifted off to sleep, leaving his bare foot only inches from my arm. A mischievous idea occurred to me. I knew perfectly well it was ridiculous, but after his repeated refusals, I was in no mood to be accommodating.
I glanced at my seatmate.
“Would you mind blocking his view if he wakes up?”
Her eyebrows shot upward.
“Why?”
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