Derek remained silent for a brief moment, a contemplative expression on his face. Then, without further explanation, he scooped me up in his arms and began leading me outside. The suddenness of his actions left me astonished and curious.
"Derek, what are you up to?" I asked, struggling to understand his intentions. We made our way to the car, and it became apparent that he intended to take me with him to his office.
As Derek settled me onto his lap inside the car, I couldn't help but feel a sense of hesitation. It was an unusual situation, and I wanted to make sure it was alright. I inquired, "May I sit on the seat?"
Derek's response surprised me, his voice carrying a husky tone, "No, you're better on my lap." His statement made me wonder if he was upset due to something I had done. In an attempt to understand his emotions, I asked, "Are you angry?" His answer was a simple "no."