"You can watch TV if you want," Trish mumbled, and turned her head away. And body too, not a full scale rejection, just a gentle twist until his hand wasn't on her anymore. "I'm pretty tired," she explained. It wasn't a lie, she had been up most of last night, woke up early today. Of course the reason<em>why</em>she was up late and worn out she kept to herself.<br/><br/>Not wanting to hurt Chris' feelings too much though, she rolled back to him and gave him a little peck on the lips, "Maybe tomorrow. I love you."  Then she rolled onto her side, facing away from him, and tried to ignore her guilty conscience and drifted off to sleep.