“Baby, just let me hold you while you sit on my lap.” Theo whispered with hopeful eyes as he placed his hands on your hips while you stood in front of him. His fingers gently massaged your hips as he very slowly pulled you closer. In hopes you wouldn’t notice the way he was wanting to pull you onto his lap despite your rejections. He was growing frustrated and was about to take things into his own hands and pull you right onto his lap.