Brenden nodded, squeezing her tighter. “Okay,” he said. And then he changed the topic. “Do you want to watch a movie? I kind of passed out on you the last time you suggested it.”
She smiled at the memory and moved away from him to get a better angle at the TV screen. “I don’t have a ton of subscriptions. What do you want to watch?”
He leaned forward to look at the recommendations. “They are all chick flicks and true crime,” he observed, amused. He riffled through them, scrolling down slowly.
“These are the ones I can handle after a work day, okay? Don’t expect me to watch high literature,” she said defensively. “Steve was a big movie buff, but me? Not so much.”
“I see…” he said thoughtfully and she went to the search bar instead.
“We are not watching these,” she said with finality.
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