Chapter 71

Cody

It’s fun watching Immi enjoying her popcorn and watching her sappy movie. Don’t get me wrong I don’t mind a good old fashioned romance, but for sure I am more an action man. Think Mile22 or American Sniper. A couple of my favorite movies and you can never go wrong with a Mark Wahlberg movie, right?

Of course I remember how she likes her popcorn. There isn’t anything I don’t remember because when we were growing up and she was such a brat, which I can’t believe now since she’s sitting here like a proper civilized grown up not bitching at me. I did actually like Immi. Only, she was always so horrid and bratty to me, that I couldn’t help but retaliate and wind her up. She was just so damn easy to grate. It makes me chuckle. She shoots me a look.

“What?”

“Nothing darlin’. Watch your movie.” I tell her as I lean my long arm at the back of her sofa and stroke her shoulder with my fingers. She doesn’t flinch nor does she move. This feels so damn domesticated, so homely and you know w