"Do you think so? Then I will have you here often." R'ger hated to disturb her, but she couldn't sleep at the table. He gathered her up carefully, swinging her up into his arms with one cradling her back and the other beneath her knees, and didn't set her down again until he was nestling her into a place in his bed. "I like the look of you in my shirts, too. I'd like to have you in those often, as well," he murmured to her, then pressed a kiss to her lips.
She was soon snuggled into his furs, and he put out the glows and joined her within a few moments. He liked her there, in his arms. If she had not been so very drunk, he would have been only too happy to oblige her in bedding her.