Graham grabs a blanket and puts it over my legs as he sits down with me in his lap. He mutters something about my shorts, and I snuggle in closer to him, happy he’s not mad at me. Well, he might be mad, but he’s hiding it at the moment.
When...
Graham grabs a blanket and puts it over my legs as he sits down with me in his lap. He mutters something about my shorts, and I snuggle in closer to him, happy he’s not mad at me. Well, he might be mad, but he’s hiding it at the moment.
When...