I wrap an arm around her to keep her against me. “I think you should stay here with me.” She opens her mouth and then closes it, and I ask her, “What is it? What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?” She blows a breath, and her bangs go all crazy. “Well, I snore.” “I don’t care.” “I have to get up and pee a thousand times a night.” I shrug. “I don’t mind.” She stutters. “I’ll crowd you. I’m a snuggler.” I pull her tighter against me and nuzzle my nose into her neck. “Fuck, I hope so.”
