he pulls the blanket up to her shoulders and waits while she settles herself . he stretched and snuggled under the covers , but the movement never broke into his sleep . she 'd even pictured how that would look : first his lights and then the cruiser itself pulling together out of the snow like something from a dream . he smiled at me , though it was a little stiff . heat it again before you attach the handle . perhaps he thought it would spoil the picture . `` this is official business we 're on here . '' 