"Come here, darling" he said, his tone matching that of his voice when he first wakes up in the morning, greeting you with a mumble before sleepily pulling you back into his arms.

He set his hands just above your hips, giving your waist a soft squeeze as he sat you on his lap.

"Now, hold this for me" he said, handing you the book he'd been reading. his chin rests in the crook of your neck, reading the book over your shoulder as he gently caresses your waist.