I'm not!

[She insists, because really she wasn't trying to be a brat this time. She just finds his remarks on coffee and registries so fatherly and adorable.]

I swear.

[She sees the mischievous glint in his eye and tosses her half eaten slice of pizza back in the box and nuzzles his neck.]

Mmmmm I think we were about....here.

[She says as she hooks a finger into one of the loops of his jumper and pulls his hips hard against hers.]