i slid the cooler into the empty space he 'd just created . he swung his legs off the side of the bed . sunny was n't so sure ; maybe it was her southern manners , but she wanted something pretty . the joy of the tune was in the high bits , and those were beyond the reach of the pipes . we did n't do things in the right order . '' he kissed my neck , lifting his leg to stroke mine beneath his . because you want to help urban arts . '' 