Brooke gave a little smile and snuggled down against him again, draping her arm over his waist. "Good, because I much prefer the bed," she commented. She hadn't been at all tired when she'd come here, but he had well and truly worn her out. Still, she almost didn't want to sleep when she could stay awake and be with him. She was reminded of the Aerosmith song, Don't Wanna Miss a Thing. She giggled to herself, pressing her face into his chest before giving into a long yawn.