Releasing his hand, I planted my own on his seat beside the headrest and I began to climb over the center console. Nico’s seat was already slid back as far as it would go because of his long legs. He moved his arms out of the way and rested his hands on my hips as I straddled his lap. He leaned his head back on the headrest and looked up at me with a look of curiosity mixing with the playful glimmer in his irises. “What are you up to, love?”
