â€œStarving,â€ He told her with a smile. Lasagna, huh? It has been awhile since lasagna was on the menu so Gareth couldnâ€™t help but be a little excited when Christina brought it up. She really did know how to satisfy him, lasagna was his favorite, constantly reminding him why they were married.<br/><br/>Sighing heavily he sank back against the couch and pinched the bridge of his nose before she came to cuddle with him. He welcomed her, relaxing the moment she sat on his lap. As she placed her head on his chest he placed his arms around her and closed his eyes, then he kissed the top of her head gently and started to rub her back the way she liked it. Cuddling was something he liked to do as well. It was comforting, holding her in her arms like this, he was sure that they would have no problems getting through this, knowing she was there for him was reassuring. Like everyone, he did have a high school sweetheart that didnâ€™t last before he met Christina. She was not into cuddling like he was and thought he was too needy whenever he wanted to be in her arms.<br/><br/>â€œWe have been over this about a hundred times, I think weâ€™ll be fine. What you do around here, is fine, and no I donâ€™t need any errands done tonight.â€ There was a small part of Gareth that wanted Christina to be a stay at home mom when they finally did have kids. Then, when the kids got older, then and only then did he want her to get a part-time job. He frowned a bit, thinking of how that might not work out if she had no choice but to find a job. While she was right about him not minding he had this big dream all written out in his mind, he didnâ€™t want to disturb it if it could be helped. He was sire that they would manage. They have always been able to pull through tough situations, they made a great team, he was confident everything would be alright.<br/><br/>But how long would things be alright before it collapsed? That thought has often worried him but he has never mentioned it.<br/><br/>â€œNah, youâ€™re right, enough of that. Right now I think we should eat first and then talk later,â€ he said softly, hugging her a little tighter, giving her one last kiss, before he lightly pushed her away and stood from the couch. Heading into the kitchen he immediately went to the sink and washed his hands of the grime from work. The construction site was not always the cleanest place; his clothes were enough proof of that. Up close the lasagna smelled even more delightful, he couldnâ€™t wait to dive into it. Though he was a little impatient, his stomach growling, Gareth waited for Christina to get her share first, he was a gentleman like that, before he went to get something. â€œAfter you, my dear,â€ he said playfully, gesturing for her to get everything situated.