She cocked her head and an expression that could only be described as hurt crossed her face. "Would you not lie down with me if I had sweatpants on my head?"
"Nooooo," she insisted sleepily, crawling over to him to wrap her arms around his neck. "No. I'm not tired."
She blinked at him, surprised, before answering. "Yes," she replied stubbornly. "I am sure. Are you tired?"
"Good," she said, delighted. She kissed him, evidently unable to contain her joy at this new development, her hands coming up to rest on his neck.
She shifted to kiss his jaw, her hands still slightly cold from the water. "I'm very-" Kiss. "-happy that you're here, you know."
She grinned and slid onto his lap, her arms wrapping around his neck. "You should. You definitely should."
"I miss you when you're not around," she said. "Why wouldn't I want you to move in with me?" She paused and then cocked her head. "That's what we're talking about, right?"
