"Well you're about as bossy as remember," he grumbled. He reserved further argument to do just as she said, conserve his strength. When she handed him the remote he began to idly flip through the channels. Mostly he was trying to ignore the desire he had to simply budge over and let her lay beside him.
It really didn't last long. No wonder he walked away, had he have stayed after whatever happened between them he would have caved in moments. Did she know that? Pete knew himself, knew that distance was necessary to make any habit less of a problem.
It wasn't but five whole minutes and he was scooting over and flipping his blankets up silently. A beat passed and without glancing at her he spoke.
"Well then you ought to be in this bed too, don't you think. C'mon."