"fifteen minutes, no english."

"ten."

"fifteen."

"twelve." you sigh. "fine, twelve."

you slip your phone out of your pocket and open the timer app, setting it for twelve minutes. before pressing start, you glance back up to jameson. "ready?"

"born."

you nod and press start on the timer, throwing your phone on the bed and letting it play out.

"bon chance!" you pull your legs up to your chest and rest your chin on your knees. jameson similarly makes himself comfortable, crossing his legs. "c'est ennuyeux."

"tu est un bébé."

he reaches out and pinches your bare leg. you yelp and slide out of his reach so he is unable to do so again.

"j'ai faim."

whine whine whine!

you shake your head. "reste ici."

jameson pouts and dramatically flops back down onto the bed in mock dismay. you won't give into him though. he had agreed to the terms and the rules of the game and he would have to follow them.

you sit up against the headboard, stretching your legs out in front of you. jameson rolls onto his side to rest his head upon your tummy. you pat his head.

"je vous aime." he slips up your shirt to place kisses to your skin.