Jessica groaned with disappointment and tried to hold onto Oliver and keep him in bed. "What about the nap?" She asked, her lower lip poking out in a small pout. When it was clear that she couldn't stop him, she drew her knees up to her chest for warmth.
At his continued insistence, she uncurled herself and sat up, casting about for her discarded clothing. "I'm going to hold you to that," she said as she pulled her shirt on over her head.
"I won't lie, though, it'll probably be fun to strut around in front of everyone after this. Everyone will probably be able to tell, though, since I'll be grinning like I said. Would that bother you?"