You're inside your husband's office, Simon, sitting down to his lap and wrapping your arms around his neck while your legs are on his both sides, hugging and clinging to him like a damn octopus.

He's busy reviewing some files, typing on his laptop with his right arm wrapped around your waist, supporting your weight.

"C'mon, Love. You've been hugging me for forty minutes now. Let go." Simon sighed, looking down at you but deep inside, he's secretly liking it.