“Amen to that.” Cooper craned to see the page she was looking at, but the torqued posture wasn’t one he could hold for long. He sat up and twisted in place to face the same direction as Sarah.<br/><br/>“Hope you don’t mind me reading over your shoulder,” he added, then turned his full attention to the text. Or tried to, anyway. The book might have been in English, but it was still in that dense, obscure dialect called legalese, and Coop had already established that reading that wasn’t his forte. He grimaced and bent in a little closer.<br/><br/>“Damn. I’m only half following that, but it doesn’t look good already.” He sighed and laid a hand on Sarah’s shoulder. “I’m gonna drag some furniture around so we can sit at a table. Wouldn’t want to make you eat your cheeseburger in bed, get ketchup all over these fancy sheets.”<br/><br/>He slithered across the wide expanse of mattress to avoid having to clamber over Sarah, and absentmindedly still nude, started shuffling together a place for them to set out their lunch.