Rogue didn't want to sleep like this. She was too afraid that during her sleep the sheet would slip and he'd end up like Carol. Locked in a box in her head. She shifted the sheet to pull her arm out from under it, then wrapped her arm around his middle--careful not to touch his bare arm with her own. She hugged him for a moment, pretending they were normal and this was simply an everyday embrace.
Her heart was pounding.
"Ah'm glad you're here. Ah wasn' sure at first. Ah didn't know if Ah wanted anyone here." She paused for a moment. "Ah almost took off t'night."