Unwrapping the package, Summer called back, “That’s fine.” She stuffed it in the microwave and started the timer, then fished a soda out of the fridge. “Should I get you a drink?”
“Sure, Dr. Pepper should be in the fridge, if you could get me one that’d be great,” Victor called back as he got the movie queued up. He rearranged the pillows on the couch so that they were bunched up on one side of the couch then sat down. “You don’t need any help do you love?” Victor asked out of politeness more than anything.
Two cans cradled in her elbow and the bowl of popcorn balanced on the other hand, Summer came back in. “No, I’ve got it.” Neatly she deposited her goodies on the table, then sat down on Victor like it was her rightful place.
“Oi!” He cried out in mock indignation. Then he smiled and pulled her in closer to him so that he could rest his head on her shoulder. Victor pulled his phone out and hit a button; almost immediately the lights went out. He pressed play and the movie started. Teasingly, he nuzzled at her neck but was content to have her in his arms again. “Thanks for joining me tonight love.”
“Clever Victor, has his whole house wired up electronically. You’ll be installing an AI next,” she teased, curling herself sideways into his arms. “I shall have to think of something useful for you to do with all that money, since clearly you spend so much on frivolity.”