he winked and got up off the couch . in her face i saw relief that i was okay . he then peered at the old television perched on the end of the table and wondered how to switch it on . i did n't know why , and my head hurt trying to reason it out . and then we were inside , where i finally un-tucked his shirt and finished with all the buttons and slid my hands across his chest . his huge hands gripped the sides of his neck , clamping hard . 