"I never said that!" she told him, giving his arm a swat before he sat down. And also before he pulled her down into his lap, which she wasn't going to complain about in the least. Her arms went securely around his neck almost instinctively by now. "Don't make assumptions, Samuel. Every time you do...a puppy cries."
It was at that moment that she fell silent, waiting for him to respond. She couldn't avoid noticing the way he was looking at her, though, and without warning, her heart skipped a beat or two inside her chest, fluttering a bit. She didn't think that really happened, but there it was. Or maybe it was just her imagination. Watch one sappy romance movie and you pay for it for life.
When he spoke again, though, the softness in her own expression turned sarcastic. "Oh, you're just so funny." As if to punctuate the words, she proceeded to take the fry from him and eat it, helping herself to another one a moment later. She had her own, but that wasn't as much fun, was it?