I got out of my chair to go refill my water bottle. When I came back, Ian was lounging in my chair.
"Hey sweetheart," he grinned at me.
"Don't you 'hey sweetheart' me," I crossed my arms over my chest. He chuckled.
"Baby, what? I'm just sitting here," he smirked.
"You took my spot!" I whined.
"Finders keepers." That damn grin of his is too charming to fight.
"Fine," I scoffed, and sat right on his lap.
"This is nice," he wrapped his arms around my waist.
