He sighed, rubbing her arm thoughtfully. "What color are you painting your room?" *** She squinted, gripping the controller. "We'll see."
"I don't know," she said, frowning. "You like red, right?" * * * He gave her a sideways glance before kicking out again, trying to dislodge the controller.
"I like either." *** She raised her hands with a small gasp, keeping it out of his reach. "Stop that!"
She kissed his cheek before standing up, stretching slightly. "I'm going to get started. After I'm done, do you maybe want to head to the store with me to buy some furniture?" * * * He chuckled deeply, leaning towards her. "This is how I win, Cal!"
She glared at him, but couldn't keep the smile off her face. "Curse your eternal optimism." * * * "It's not! It's a tactic I have adopted."