“You think so?”
She yelps, trying to duck and block and not fall off the couch all at the same time. “That’s why I don’t toss you over,” she says, laughing.
“Well maybe you should. Or just toss me in bed. That sounds good, right?” he asked grinning as he gathered the pillows and threw them at her again.
“Oh someone’s greedy,” Summer giggles, dodging and launching herself at him instead. “Hard to do that if you don’t stay still, Petya.”