You’re sat on Andrew’s lap as he sits in bed, his back resting against the headboard. You’re upset, only because you finished your book series. You get emotionally attached to your books, so this is a big deal.

Andrew hates seeing you grumpy (which you usually are). So he’s showering you in affection, hoping that it will soothe you.

“My love…it’s going to be okay…you can always read them again…” He says, looking at you with lovestruck eyes, rubbing circles on your thighs with his thumbs.