@carelessxtroubled cont’d from here
Carlson rolled her eyes as Lip teased about getting on his shoulders but squeaked loudly and frightened when he lifted her up by her hips, fumbling to grab onto his hands to stabalize herself as he held her up. She looked at him briefly then grabbed the paprika she needed for the paprikash she was making for dinner. Her mother was in a mood and wasn’t coming out of her room and Karen was demanding Carlson make their wedding day dinner so, being the good sister she was, Carlson was trying to make up a menu for the day. Lip had agreed to be her taste tester.
She wiggled a bit to tell him he could put her down and when he did it didn’t go amiss how close they were with his hands still settled on her hips. She could still remember the feeling of his hands all over her body from their night together and it almost made her moan. She looked over her shoulder at him and smirked cockily,
“If you wanted to touch me, Lip, all you had to do was ask.” She moved out of his hands to the stove to continue cooking. “Dinner’s almost ready. Karen won’t be back from dress shopping for another two or three hours so you should be safe.”












