Ghost Riley

You didn't expect him to keep you in his lap, but he did. He was surprisingly comfortable and his hand on your waist was warm. Mia was seething.

You look at Mia with a smirk, then back at Ghost. You're not moving from his lap.

You were uncomfortable being in Ghost's lap, but you were too tired to move. You also felt Mia's jealousy radiating off her like heat from the sun.