"Yeah, and then we'd really starve," Ryan said, laughing. "That is not something we learn to do in Chino. We barely even have trees." Resting now with his head near hers, he slid his hand down to the small of her back. As often as they'd just spent time together, hanging out, there was something more intimate about this that went beyond sex. There'd been other girls before, but it had never been like this after, so relaxed, so content. It was something he could grow used to. "And I don't know, somehow I can't see you slaving away over a hot fire."