As you sat in your bed reading a book, you were interrupted by a series of gentle pokes on your arm.

Looking up, you saw James grinning mischievously "Hey babe" he chimed, his mouth forming a smirk as he continued to poke at your arm.

You couldn't help but roll your eyes but a small smile tugged at the corners of your lips "Babe, I'm trying to read"

But his determination to capture your attention evident as his fingers moved to your hair as he began to twirl the strands between his fingers.