She stretched in his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Pajamas do sound nice, but I'm awfully comfortable in your arms right here."
Poppy came out in his shirt a little while later, the hem just brushing past her thighs. She came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head on his shoulder.
“Hey,” she replied quietly, glancing over at him. She kissed his jaw lightly, her nose brushing his cheek. “You’re so handsome, Craw.”
She frowned, tugging at her curls as she always did when she felt embarrassed. "I feel like you're going to no matter what I say."
She squinted at him before sighing, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him deeply. "Do what you want," she murmured against his lips with a teasing grin.
"You're beautiful," he replied softly, as soon he was given permission. "In my eyes, easily the prettiest I've seen. Sweet and smart, too."
She laughed embarrassedly, ignoring the rising flush on her cheeks. "You're just saying that because you like me. You wouldn't have thought so ten months ago."
