Being in a separate seat was a bad idea. Already Heather was regretting it. Easing herself up she moved to sit next to him. "You aren't." She answered firmly. How was he to know this was going to happen?
"You stay as long as you need. There's no rush." After all it wasn't as if he were camping out in their bed. And even if he were, it wasn't like she would push him out, ever. Her hand settled on his knee, lightly patting it. "I'm not pushing you out the door. And I don't think you should push you out before you're ready either."