Angel's POV*******
I sat comfortably in the centre of Sam's bed while he sat on a chair with a desk near the window... doing one non-existent assignment or the other.
No surprise, when I got bored and touch-starved.
"Sammyyyyyy!" I dragged the 'y' long enough to hear my desperation.
Sam raised his head up and locked eyes with mine, clearly giving me all his attention, "Yeah?"
I pursed my lips and attempted the 'grabby arms' as they call it, "Cuddles!"
Sam chuckled and placed his chin on his knuckles "You sure that's all you want? Knowing you and your uncontrollable animalistic desire—"
I gasped dramatically "Samuel Lenard! That is insulting on all kinds of levels! Do you know how long I've wanted to just be in your arms surrounded by an innocent pure aura? Now, you've ruined it all!"
"Nothing is innocent and pure about you, Angel. You're the most devilish little minx I've ever met" he scoffed.