He stood in front of her and held her jaw in his hands, his brow furrowed sternly. "Inappropriate," he chided, giving her a quick kiss.
He squinted at her for a moment, but his face softened and a small spark of nervous consideration flashed across his eyes. "Really?"
Rowan was sleepy, coming over to her with a yawn. "Do you wanna go to bed?" he asked, kneeling down next to the couch.
She reached down, pulling the blanket up and wrapping her arms around him, using his shoulder as a pillow.