“I like cuddling. We’d have to permanently dissolve that rule.” I take another step closer. She’s nearly within reach. My hand aches with the need to touch her, but I stop myself from moving closer. “I like cuddling.” “I like PDA. Holding hands and shit.” “I want to hold your hand.” “Dorothy only has one bed. I’m not unfolding the sleeper sofa. It’s a pain in the ass.” “Perfect. I don’t want separate beds.”
