The Mate Agreement
But it takes him mere seconds before he retrieves his laptop and slides back next to me.
“We don’t have a topper hat, or homemade popcorn, but would you like to rewatch the Scream movie, with me?” He asks, sounding unsure and a bit nervous as he opens his laptop and the screen blinks to life, showing a background wallpaper of a terribly angled picture of Judit Polga.
Not the chess grandmaster. His cat.
I grin, eyes flickering back to him. “I’d love that.”
And although my eyes are heavy, although my head hurts, although I’m slightly drugged and hungry, I cuddle with William Ravenstone as the movie opens with Drew Barrymore.