You know what I mean

"You know what I mean."
"Yeah, I know." He shrugged. "Look, if you want me to help you get him out to the truck, I'd be glad to do it."
She stared at Kevin for a moment, listening to his deep, even breaths. He looked dead to the world.
"Well, maybe one night wouldn't hurt," she relented, and Garrett winked.
"I was hoping you'd say that."
"Now don't forget your promise to be a perfect gentleman."
"I won't."
"You sound so sure about it."
"Hey . . . a promise is a promise."
She gently closed the door and put her arms around Garrett's neck. She kissed him, biting him teasingly on the lip. "That's good, because if it was just up to me, I don't think I could control myself."
He winced. "You really know how to make it tough on a guy, don't you?"
"Does that mean you think I'm a tease?"
"No," he said quietly. "It means I think you're perfect."
* * *
Instead of watching the second movie, Garrett and Theresa sat on the couch, sipping wine and talking. Theresa checked on Kevin a couple of times, making sure he was still asleep. He looked as if he hadn't moved at all.
By midnight Theresa was yawning steadily, and Garrett suggested that she get some sleep.
"But I came down here to see you," she protested drowsily.
"But if you don't get your sleep, I'll look blurry."
"I'm fine, really," she said before yawning again. Garrett rose and went to the closet. He pulled out a sheet, blanket,replica gucci handbags, and pillow and brought them to the couch.
"I insist. Try to get some sleep. We have the next few days to see each other."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
She helped Garrett get the couch ready and went to the bedroom. "If you don't want to sleep in your clothes, there are some sweats in the second drawer," he said,ugg bailey button triplet 1873 boots.
She kissed him again. "I had a wonderful day today," she said.
"So did I."
"I'm sorry for being so tired."
"You've done a lot today. It's completely understandable."
With their arms entwined,moncler jackets women, she whispered in his ear, "Are you always this easy to get along with?"
"I try."
"Well, you're doing a heck of a job."
* * *
A few hours later Garrett woke to the sensation of someone nudging him in the ribs. Opening his eyes, he saw Theresa sitting next to him. She was wearing the sweats he'd mentioned earlier.
"Are you okay?" he asked, sitting up.
"I'm fine," she whispered, stroking his arm.
"What time is it?"
"A little after three."
"Is Kevin still sleeping?"
"Like a rock."
"Can I ask why you got out of bed?"
"I had a dream and I couldn't fall back to sleep."
He rubbed his eyes. "What was the dream about?"
"You," she said in hushed tones.
"Was it a good dream?" he asked.
"Oh, yes . . ." She trailed off. She leaned over to kiss his chest, and Garrett pulled her closer,moncler jackets men. He glanced toward the bedroom door. She had closed it behind her.
"Aren't you worried about Kevin?" he asked.
"A little, but I'm going to trust you to be as quiet as possible."
She reached under the blanket and ran her fingers across his belly. Her touch was electric.
"Are you sure about this?"
"Uh-huh," she said.
They made love tenderly, quietly, and afterward they lay beside each other. For a long time, neither of them spoke. When the faintest hint of light began to brush the horizon, they kissed good night and she returned to the bedroom. Within a few minutes she was sleeping soundly, and Garrett watched her from the doorway.