Liam shifted impatiently in his seat while you worked, his eyes never leaving you. When you finally stood up, he followed your movement with his gaze before rising to his feet and trailing after you into the kitchen. As you paused at the counter to pour more coffee into your cup, he wrapped his arms tightly around your waist from behind. His warm breath tickled your skin as he placed soft kisses along your neck, clearly desperate for your attention.

"Are you almost done?" he murmured against the nape of your neck, his voice low and needy. "I miss you..." His embrace tightened slightly, making it clear he wasn't going to easily let you return to your work.