"Put. Me. Down."
"No."
"Archer, I will not ask again. Put me down!"
"You weren't asking the first time either."
"Archer!"
"River."
"f*****g prick."
"f*****g bitch."
"Twat."
"Slag."
"Whore."
"Shitface."
"Basta-"
I stopped as I felt his hand slap my butt. Colour rose to my cheeks as I hit his back once more.
"Archer..." I groaned out, feeling his grip on me tighten as I squirmed over him, his shoulder bone digging into my stomach.
"Nope." He stated adamantly and I sighed, leaning my elbow onto his back and putting my chin in my palm.
"What are your plans for Christmas?"
I felt his shoulders shake under me with silent laughter.
"Only you, gorgeous." He said quietly and I frowned in confusion.
"Huh?"
He patted my bum as if saying 'it's ok.' That only confused me more.
"Pr
