Circumstances Scene 22

Chastity looked at him in surprise. “Overalls are not childish! They still make them in adult sizes.”
“Well, I still associate them with children,” Jack retorted.
Chastity shook her head. “Which is further proof that boys have no fashion sense.”
“What, and overalls are fashionable? Please… maybe if you’re working in construction or on a farm, or something.”
“They are so fashionable!” Chastity exclaimed. “You think I look cute in them.”
“Yeah… so?” She smacked him on the arm. “What was that for?”
“For being a jerk,” she said impishly, good cheer on her face. “Overalls are fashionable, and you just admitted that by saying I looked cute in them.”
Jack rolled his eyes, defeated. “Fine, overalls are fashionable. Happy?”
She grinned. “Yes.” Content with herself for having boxed Jack in so handily, she pranced around the room and picked up her favorite giant teddy bear. She held it close and schooled her expression into as insufferably cute as she could make it. “How about this, Jack?” she asked demurely, before starting to suck her thumb.
Jack burst out laughing. “Okay, come on now. That’s overkill.”
Chastity giggled. “There is no such thing as cuteness overkill.”
“Maybe not for you,” he pointed out. “But we men—”
“Boys,” Chastity corrected.
“But we men,” Jack repeated, but with a certain emphasis on the last word, “have a limit.”
“Oh?” Chastity asked, her curiosity piqued. “And just what is your limit?”
“I think you just set and exceeded it.”
Chastity grinned at him like the Cheshire Cat. “Liar.” She twirled around once, still holding the bear. “You just love it all to pieces when I look super cute,” she said, plainly enjoying the teasing she was handing out to Jack. When she turned to face him, she had a doe-eyed expression and looked at him with big brown eyes. “Don’t you just wuvs me?” she asked childishly.
“Oh my lord,” Jack said, and looked away with a smile. “You’re having too much fun with this.” When he turned back Chastity was sucking her thumb again. “Awe jeez!”
Chastity laughed and pranced again. “You just wuvs it when wittle baby Chastity comes out to pway!”
Jack was beet red by this point. “Stop teasing me!”
“Fine,” Chastity said and stopped prancing around. “I’ll stop… for now.” She looked at him, and then sat down cross-legged.
The instant she did, though, her expression changed from triumphant glee to uncomprehending horror.