The redder Sherrinford got, the better his afternoon was getting. Jim brightened, grinning ear to ear before humming thoughtfully. "How about you...kiss me now. And then again later? That sounds doable, right?"
He leans on the table again, watching him with clear amusement that isn't going away anytime soon. "Or we trade out your post duty with Fred because he's got a cuter baby face than you and will draw all the attention."