"You look tired, ma chérie," I said, looking over to my love yawning on the couch. It was late and we'd had a long, tiring day at work. "Go get in bed. I'll do the dishes and be right in."
She stretched and looked up from her book, gazing at me through her cute glasses. "Ok, but I really want to finish this chapter."
"So finish in bed," I said, smiling.
I chuckled to myself as she sauntered off toward the bedroom. She usually fell asleep on the couch and then I would have to wake her up. She didn't like that but I didn't like her sleeping on the couch. I had gotten so used to her being in my bed, I couldn't sleep without her anymore.
I hummed quietly to myself while washing the dishes from the dinner we had made together. After turning off the water, I walked toward the bedroom. "Cosima, what do you think about going—"
I stopped mid-sentence as I stepped into the room. She was laying on the bed, fully clothed, glasses still on, her book face down, rising and falling on her chest as she breathed slowly. She had one hand on the book and the other had fallen off of her and was hanging lazily off the bed.
I smiled, watching her for a moment, her body looking so peaceful as she rested. She was adorable.
I walked over, took the book from her hand, and gently removed her glasses, placing them on the nightstand.
I rubbed my palm against her cheek, whispering, "Cosima..."
She half opened her eyes and groaned a little.
"You feel asleep in your clothes," I said quietly, "Let me help you."
She let out a sleepy moan as I unbuttoned her pants and slid them off, not getting much help from her. I then removed her tee shirt, unclasping her bra until she was only in her underwear.
I started to walk away from the bed to get something for her to put on, but she protested, grabbing my hand, "Nooo...spoon me," she grumbled.
I removed my own shirt and pants and slid in next to her, wrapping my arm around her waist and pulling her in tight, our naked bodies pressed against each other.
"Mmm..." she said happily.
I felt her warm body curve into mine and pushed my lips up against her back. She felt so warm. I was happy.
"Je t'aime," I whispered, but she had already fallen back asleep. I giggled and held her close until I too succumbed to sleep.
