I Want...
Aaron was lying on the couch with a cat on his stomach, trapped. He had learned long ago that if a cat chooses to sit on you, you aren't allowed to move until it is ready to leave. It was one of the unspoken rules of cat ownership.
So that was how he had been lying on the couch for ten minutes after waking up from his nap unable to move. He wasn't sure where Keeley had gone because she had been cuddling him when he originally fell asleep. Calling out to her had yielded nothing so she was most likely upstairs.
She came back down wearing her swimsuit with a towel wrapped around her waist and her hair in a high bun, clearly on her way down to the fitness center. "Oh. You're awake. I'd ask if you'd like to join me but Rosie obviously has you pinned."
He sighed. "Yes she does. If you're still down there when she gets off of me, I'd be happy to join you."