I nod to my mug.
His lips curl into a smile. Gently, he peels my fingers off my cup, takes it into his hands, and places it on the side table. His voice is low, seductive. "We have until six."
"That's a lot of time."
"I'm more than happy to help you beat Golden Eye." He nods to the remote. "But we can watch TV if that's more your speed."
Would it be out of line to demand more sex?
I don't want to start thinking yet.
Right now, I never want to think again.
But there's something about Joel's expression. He wants to cheer me up. But not physically.
Get ahold of yourself, Bella. He fucked you thirty minutes ago.
Games can be fun, but TV is more my speed. I grab the remote. "Thank you. I'm sure it means a lot, giving up control of your magic stick."
He laughs. "I would say that."
"You would." I settle into his lap as I turn the TV on and flip through channels. My body is humming from the feeling of his body against mine, his arms around me.
He feels so good.
Like he's meant to be mine.
I sink into his body. All of my attention is on his breath, his heartbeat.
"Stop." Joel's fingers curl around my wrist. "You flipped past Law and Order."
"Yeah?" I force myself to stare at the TV. I channel down until Law and Order appears on screen. "I thought I had the controls."
"Don't tell me you don't like Law and Order."
"Does it have some connection to Harry Potter I don't know about?"
"Bella, you're killing me." He drags his fingers through my hair. "This show is fucking brilliant."
"It's entertaining, but brilliant?"
He laughs. "Brilliant."
"It is interesting, the way it puts so much emphasis on the lawyers. Most of these shows treat the lawyers like stupid suits who don't get it because they care about Miranda warnings."
His voice gets bright. "You do like it."
"I watch a lot of TV at the gym."
"You love it."
"Love is a strong word."
"You want to marry Law and Order and have its babies."
"Law and Order has done enough reproducing."
"Take that back."