That’s that, love?”
“Where’s the remote control?” She glanced around but didn’t see one. “Don’t tell me you’re one of those guys who doesn’t have a TV in the bedroom.
Please tell me you’re not one of them.”
He chuckled and pressed something above his head. A secret compartment opened and he pulled out a remote. Before he closed it, he hit a button and a TV rose from a giant dresser.
“No, baby. I’m not one of those,” he said. “What do you want to watch?”
She snuggled closer into him. “I don’t care. Let’s watch your favorite movie.”
He laughed. “I doubt you’d find anything I watch entertaining.”
“Try me. I’ve watched a little bit of everything.” When he didn’t say anything, she glanced at him. “Now you’ve made me curious. What is your favorite movie?”
“War Games.”
She frowned. “I d
