Sweet Torture

Still Bethany’s POV

I pressed the pause button on the iPad, then I sat on the recliner, pulling my legs up under me, taking in my surroundings as I smiled to myself. I can’t wait to see the look on his face when he sees the film I chose, it would be so damn hilarious. I would not let him talk me into changing this movie, he is going to sit right here and watch it with me.

Sweet revenge!

He walked back in holding a tray that had buttered popcorn, chips, popcorn chicken, and some Nachos. He sat the tray on the other side of the recliner, walking over to the mini-fridge in the corner, coming back with a chilled bottle of red wine. As he walked back to my side, his eyes spotted the name of the movie on the screen. He looked at me, then back at the screen, and back at me again,

“Are you sure you want to watch that movie, with me?” he asked smugly, giving me a look that I don’t really understand.

“Yes, Dom. I want to watch a girlie movie, would that be a problem, dear mate?” I responded wit