"I know you don't. But I want you to have a space anyway. Somewhere those lovely shirts of yours won't get wrinkled," Lavender teased with a grin, her fingers skimming his collarbone.
She chuckled softly as she was dragged bodily that extra couple of inches to close the gap between them. "More awake every second," she assured him. It had taken the rest of her body a little longer to respond than her head, but it was hard not to feel increasingly alert in his embrace. One leg curled over his and she flashed him a wide smile in the near-darkness before kissing him once more.