He laughed, but to his credit it was very short, and quiet. Part of that was the state of tiredness, but it was also because he didn't want her to feel bad for having said it. He knew what she was saying. He happened to think she was pretty damn beautiful herself.
It seemed odd, to be laying back against the pillows, her looking at him and he looking at her. Reaching up, he hooked some hair back behind her ear, fingers lingering by her cheek. "This is not where I pictured myself...ever." Almost settled. As close to settled as he'd ever dream of being, really.