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"How much weight can this hold?" she asks, poised near my feet.
"Mine, plus about three of you," I answer cockily. The sturdy frame is what sets this one apart from previous versions.
"So," she says, placing a knee next to my hip, "it won't break if I climb on, then?"
"Not hardly." My palm meets her hip, welcoming her presence over my lap. "Even if you'd eaten that entire doughnut by yourself."
She laughs appreciatively and lifts the second knee into the space between my thigh and the armrest.
"It is comfy," she agrees, settling contentedly into my lap.
A/N: "So, it won't break if I climb on, then?" *winks* One more, you greedy girls...