Tony laughed. “What? You want me to piss you off to see if you go all human torch?” He mulled the idea over in his head for a few seconds. “Yeah, sure, what the hell. I don’t have anything goin’ on. Just tell me what I gotta do.”
Summer glanced at the TV. “What about your show? I mean, we don’t — I didn’t mean right now.” She didn’t actually want to deal with it today. Not after the way the rest of the day had been. She wanted to have his whole attention, yes, but in a good way.
“It’s almost over.” Tony shrugged as his show came back on. “You could go order a pizza or something and then by the time it gets here my attention will be all yours.” He grinned. “Well it would be divided between you and pizza and probably another beer.” He laughed.
“I’ll just … wait. Until you have time for me,” she said uncomfortably. She turned her book over in her hands, reading the back material again without really reading it. Sighing, she settled herself against Tony and just closed her eyes.