{"id":30675,"date":"2013-01-30T03:27:15","date_gmt":"2013-01-30T03:27:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/01\/30\/movie-night-56\/"},"modified":"2013-01-30T03:27:15","modified_gmt":"2013-01-30T03:27:15","slug":"movie-night-56","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/01\/30\/movie-night-56\/","title":{"rendered":"Movie Night"},"content":{"rendered":"

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That meant she had to get dressed. Bother. Dislodging Phoebe, Summer rolled herself off the couch to pull on a long skirt and long-sleeve shirt, then stuffed her feet in running shoes and went to sit on her steps.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Victor had run his fingers through his hair and put his dark grey flat cap before jumping into his black Audi A8. He sped off to her house, the car taking his speed easily. As he drove he put some music on, apparently Beethoven\u2019s Moonlight Sonata was playing; it was good enough so he left it on. By the time he arrived to her house the song \u2018Secrets\u2019 by One Republic was on. As he pulled up he saw that she was sitting on the steps and he quickly parked the car, left it running and went out to greet her. \u201cHey Summer, you ready?\u201d he asked as he pulled her in for a hug and a kiss before staring down at her with adoring eyes.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cReady as ever I\u2019ll be, unless you want me to grab some of my movies.\u201d She cuddled into his warmth, wondering again how a vampire came to be so warm. \u201cI hate winter,\u201d she grumbled. \u201cCold, damp, nasty.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cIf you want to bring some movies go ahead, dunno if you\u2019d like mine anyways.\u201d Victor chuckled at her dislike of the cold. \u201cWell lucky for you it\u2019s pretty warm in my house and I\u2019ll start a fire once we get there.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s always netflix,\u201d she muttered. \u201cCome on!\u201d She scrambled into the car, remembering to jerk her hair out of the way of the closing door, and ran curious fingers over all the buttons and gadgets. \u201cIf I didn\u2019t like my del sol so much, I\u2019d want one of these, I think. Maybe I should just remodel the inside of mine.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Victor was momentarily surprised by her sudden burst to the car but laughed a little and got back inside his car. He smiled as she ran her fingers over all of the buttons, a distinct sense of pride\u00a0emanating\u00a0from him. Of all the cars he could buy, he\u2019d chosen this one, it was his baby. \u201cI\u2019ve worked on this car a lot love. It\u2019s become something of a passion. If you wanted help remodeling yours I\u2019d be more than happy to help.\u201d He moved to put the car in drive. \u201cDo you want to put your seat belt on love?\u201d It was a serious question. He didn\u2019t bother anymore because it wasn\u2019t necessary but he didn\u2019t know if she wanted to use it. \u201cFeel free to adjust the radio love\u2026and hold on tight.\u201d Victor added that last part with a devious smile ghosting across his lips.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“Wh—oh.” She’d let herself get distracted by the shinies from habit. Half a minute had her buckled in securely, before they’d even made it out of the parking lot. “Hold on tight, he says. Victor, darlin’, I drive a souped-up honda. Your pretty thing is not going to wow me. Not in uptown Manhattan, anyway. Now, maybe if we took a weekend up in the catskills or the hamptons, where you can let her out … ” She grinned at him.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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