her hands slid up his back , slowly , inching her way to his shoulders . instead , he learned to cover up while absorbing the blows , until his cousins finally grew bored or tired or both . `` you do n't get away from me . '' she sat in the oversized kitchen chair with tears on her lashes and looked up at him . because that 's as perfect as it will ever get . '' his breath rushed out of his lungs . `` all the men in my family have been hairy . '' 