In Damon's bedroom…
Talia looked around. "Where is the TV?"
Damon kept the plate with chocolate cake on the low table and walked to the wooden panels that are covering the wall next to the fireplace. With one slight push, the panels moved to the side smoothly, revealing a massive flat TV.
Talia's mouth formed a big 'O'. She didn't know there is such a hidden thing in the wall.
"Is there one of those in my room?", Talia asked and immediately regretted her blunder. The walls in her room are not covered in wooden panels, so it should be obvious that there is no hidden TV either.
Damon chuckled while giving her the remote. "Kitten, when are you going to stop with mine and yours? Aren't you sleeping here? This is our room."
Talia stared at him, and her limp hand nearly dropped the remote.
She thought that he might say how all this is his and she only gets to use it temporarily, but then he said the word 'ours'. That means, his AND hers.
