"You can sit back on your chair. I will be through with what I'm doing before you know it," Sly tried to get me to rise from his thighs, but I refused.
I stubbornly sat there and refused to stand from his thighs.
"You are working while ignoring your poor husband. Tell me, is that okay?" I pout like a child.
"Do you want to eat lunch?" Sly arched a brow. "If that's so, all you have to do is rise. I will—"
"I love sitting on your thighs," I wriggled my butt a bit as I tried to get comfortable.
"Lee." He called out in a strained tone.
"What's it?" I glanced up at him.
"Don't start what you can't complete," he said in a warning tone.
"What do you mean by that?" I frown at him.
"Just stand up, I will be through before you know it. When I send this, I will spend as much time as you want, with you." He took my hand in his, and slowly kissed my fingers.
"Promise?"
"Yes, I promise."
