She squinted at him before wrapping her arms around his torso, settling down and planting a small line of kisses down his sternum. “Eat your soup.”
She frowned up at him. “How about this? You sleep for awhile while I try and organize the house a little more.”
Her eyelids fluttered slightly and her hand came up instinctively to run through his hair. She pulled away slightly, shaking her head. "No. You need to sleep," she murmured, her will weakening.