“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.”
“I have thought about an AI,” he said half jokingly, “Yeah, after I bought the house and my car and did some remodeling most of my money has just been sitting.” He shrugged and let out a sigh against her neck before kissing it chastely. He was, admittedly, hardly paying much attention to the movie and was rather focusing on the feeling of having her near him. Victor grabbed some popcorn then popped open his Dr. Pepper. He’d seen this movie many a time and at one point had the entire thing memorized. He chuckled at a particular part in the movie where D’Artagnan was in the pub with the other Musketeers.
Summer cuddled a little deeper, smiling. “I do wish one of these movies had reproduced the scene from the book. D’Artagnan is such a little fool in the book. Over such little things. At least, you know, later on it’s duelling over a woman.” Sneakily, she tried to put popcorn down Victor’s shirt.