Natalia nodded and moved off my lap, but not far. She settled beside me, her hand on my thigh, making it clear she wasn't going anywhere.
Emi crawled forward, her movements hesitant. When she reached me, she stopped, looking up with those wide, uncertain eyes. "How do I...?"
I patted the space in front of me. "Come here."
She moved closer, sitting between my legs, her back to my chest. I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her against me. She was warm and soft, her body fitting against mine perfectly. I rested my chin on her shoulder, and she shivered.
"Is this okay?" I asked.
"Yes." Her voice was barely audible. "It's good."
I turned my head and pressed my lips to her neck, just below her ear. She gasped, her head falling back against my shoulder. My hands stayed on her waist, not moving higher or lower, just holding her.
"You're doing great," I murmured against her skin. "You're perfect just like this."
