Chris was definitely offended by the subtle decline to be intimate. After all, she was always on his case when he claimed to be too tired from work or had a headache, and for this instance, he was making an effort to be romantic and intimate. He exhaled a long deep sigh, "Ok, Love you too...maybe tomorrow" as he took the remote, snuggled under the covers and flipped through the channels.  He randomly scrolled through movies and infomercials, distracted by the fact that he thought Trish would be eager and excited to have sex. It was the one thing lacking in their marriage, and Chris promised to be more affectionate.<br/><br/><em>"I don't even know why I try, if when I DO want to have sex, she's not up for it!"</em>He thought to himself.<br/>He finally settled on a hockey game, and turned the tv off after it finished, setting the remote on the night table next to him.  He pulled the covers up to his chin and tried to forget about his disappointment.  There would be other chances.