“This isn’t our theater.” My eyes widened. Someone was going to see. Someone was going to figure out we were going into the wrong theater. “Shh. No one will know. I’ve been dying to see this movie and it looked like you were about to die of boredom in that other one, so I improvised one of the things on your list.” We rounded the end of the narrow walkway that led into the theater. “Which one?” His shoulder brushed against my chest and he spoke out of the side of his mouth again. “Breaking the law.” His lips curled into a smile.
