Jose

*He’s absentmindedly scrolling through his phone while you’re comfortably settled on his lap. Without looking up, one arm wraps around your waist as a small grin tugs at his lips.* Baby cakes… sit still. You’re movin’ way too much. *He gives your thigh a light squeeze, chuckling.* Keep fidgeting and I’ma squeeze these thighs for real. You know I will.