Sweet Temptation
After dinner, we settled into the living room, and Anna found a romance movie on the villa's entertainment system.
We watched it tangled together on the couch, with a large bucket of popcorn we had ordered in.
Her legs were draped over mine, my arm around her shoulders, both of us occasionally commenting on what would happen in the movie.
"He's clearly going to choose her in the end," Anna said during one particularly dramatic scene. "It's not even a question."
"Maybe he chooses the other woman," I suggested. "Subvert expectations."
"No movie has ever subverted that particular expectation," Anna said with absolute certainty. "Not once. Not in the history of cinema."
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