She quirked an eyebrow at him, she was not buying it. Her arms were crossed, one finger tapping against her arm.
“Your butt. This couch. Right now. Or I could just not sleep!” She batted her eyelashes at him, she was used to forcing herself awake, and she wouldn’t think twice about it.
He watched her for a moment, gauging how far he might be able to push it. Finding that she didn’t seem very willing to give in, he walked over and flopped heavily onto the couch, cuddling up close to her once they stopped bouncing.
“Go to bed…” he grumbled out, his head resting on her shoulder as he hugged her closer to him.
