Olivia's POV:
Then there was a loud sound on the zinc as it started raining. "Is this a bad sign?" I asked jokingly, and he stung my nose.
"Since when has rain become a bad sign?" he asked, and I chuckled before glaring at the screen.
"Since it's raining, can we not watch horror? What if Annabelle shows up here?" I asked, and he glared at me, confused.
"Who is Annabelle?"
"You know nothing about horror," I acknowledged, and he nodded before carrying me like a princess. I couldn't help but scream out in disbelief.
"What are you doing?"
"Treating you like a queen," he said and I giggled, then he placed me on the huge movie pillows perfectly arranged on the floor before sitting next to me. "What will you watch? Or, we could skip the movie part," he said as his fingers grazed my cheeks.
