"This room is the one room you can't have. I'm willing to change up any and all the other rooms, and you can have the second bedroom as whatever, but this is my bat cave." He slipped an arm easily around her waist. It wasn't far to reach and he liked hanging onto that curve.

"Let's get out of here. We can look at the future and then you can massage your poor old yet new boyfriend." He kissed her cheek. "You should have kept the receipt, querida. Unless you were going after a couple parts that work really well."