“Hmm? ‘m just cuddling, Tony.” Her stomach growled. “Um.”
“Right.” Tony grinned. “Just cuddling.” He looked down at her and smiled hearing her stomach grumble. “Where the hell is that pizza guy?” he laughed, running his hand through her hair.
As if on cue, the doorbell finally rang. Reluctantly, Summer pulled away from Tony. “We’ll make him go away quick.” She reached out for his wrist, hesitated, and grabbed his arm. “Come on, pizza, movie, dim lights, cuddling.”
Tony rolled his eyes and went to pay for the pizza. “Pick a movie,” he yelled behind him as he walked towards the door. “And try not to set anything on fire.”
“Set anything on fire, what the fuck, Tony,” she grumbled under her breath. His movie collection was enormous. Fortunately, she quickly spotted the Enterprise among all the other fancy packagings, and pulled it down. “Star Trek okay?”