The gentle strokes of his fingers against her scalp did help, a great deal. She raised her face just a little bit as he whispered to her. He could have breathed it and she would have heard. "You promise?" She knew he would do as he said. Yet she asked anyway.
She settled her head against the arm of his chair once more. "Pet my head and I will sleep." It was the condition she would agree to. She could while Logan slept. Yet this would be the only way she could. She knew if she simply lay in bed that she would never get to sleep. Her mind would wonder and move. She could not keep it silent these days.