"The only way this is a fair deal is if I can stop aging at thirty five and you take the rest of the years for me," she insisted and tugged the blanket away from his face. She pulled it back to land a light punch at his ribs before she crawled under the covers next to him and laid her head down on the pillow beside his. They seemed to be on the same wavelength because her next remark was, "You've got a brand new heart, so it can handle the extra years."