"Yeah, that was the first bit. Three seems pretty hard, not sure how he manages four, but who knows, practice makes perfect and all that." Reaching down with the hand that had been holding hers he snagged the blankets, pulling them higher as she moved even closer.
"I've been called a lot of things in my day," usually very preferable names, by many different women, "but I think that is a first." When she said it was her favourite thing to do he laughed, but softly, that feeling of sleep pulling them both in to its depths still thick in the room. "I wouldn't say it's my favourite, but it's climbing the ranks."