Amy believed that Mary Cooper hated her. She was almost sure of it. Amy had been in the Cooper's residence for a couple hours and she felt that Mary had treated her coldly from the first time Sheldon introduced them. Maybe Sheldon was right, Mary could see through them and knew about their little plan to deceit her. She was his mother after all. Still, Amy did not let herself felt intimidated by her and decided to carry on with the act.
Georgie was a lot nicer in person than what Sheldon often told her. Just like Missy, he was actually very kind and friendly. Sure, Georgie and Missy teased Sheldon here and there, especially now that he had a 'girlfriend' but Amy could see that they were actually concern about their brother. Although, Amy thought they all had cute accent and wondered if Sheldon used to talk like that as well.
"Amy, do you want more ice tea? I understand if you're not use to this heat," Meemaw asked her.
"I'm fine, thank you," Amy replied. Amy liked that woman instantly and could understand why Sheldon loved her very much.
"Good choice. You don't want to spoil yourself with too many ice tea. You should save some room for Meemaw's special brisket. It's the best!" Sheldon said, looking at his Meemaw lovingly.
"Oh, Moonpie, aren't you sweet," she replied.
Amy watched the interaction in awe. She wished Sheldon's friends who often called him a robot could see him now so that they would understand that the man actually had feelings. He might be quirky but all his quirkiness made him cuter. Amy was surprised at her own thought. She knew well that Sheldon was not bad looking, in fact she thought he had a pleasant looking feature. But she never thought of him as cute. She paid attention to the man sitting on the couch next to her. Sheldon did not have a muscular body, but he was quite sturdy. Not too skinny. He had a wide shoulder and he was tall. His hands were big ad soft with long fingers, which often fidgeting when he was excited or nervous.
She was busy in her thought and did not realize that Sheldon was talking to her until he touched her hand.
"I'm sorry, what?" she said.
"I was telling you to move to the dining room. Dinner's ready," Sheldon said.
Amy was right. Mary Cooper did not like her. She knew Sheldon was lying when he said he already had a girlfriend but she did not expect that Sheldon would go that far by bringing some random woman to her house. Something was not right. Sheldon always told her everything. She never heard of this Amy before and suddenly he brought her out of the blue claiming that she was his girlfriend. Mary thought that Amy was weird, she talked weird and wore weird clothes. Although, maybe not that weird since she talked like Sheldon and wore clothes like her mother.
Mary realized that Sheldon had been avoiding his gaze from her the entire evening, something that he often did when he was hiding something from her and particularly feeling guilty. Although, she had to admit that she was impressed with their acting skills. Sheldon managed to look attentive when he talked to Amy, he even reached her hand and played with her fingers a few times. Mary felt she needed to appreciate his effort, Sheldon was not a big fan of physical contact. Sometimes hugging him would involve negotiations. He really was willing to go far this time. And this Amy was also good at playing her part, she had been looking at his youngest son like he was the center of the universe. What a nonsense, Mary thought.
"So, Sheldon, I've been thinking. Since Missy and Georgie will stay the night in their old rooms, Amy should sleep in yours," Mary said as she put the food onto her plate. She decided if Sheldon had the heart to lie to her, she would play along.
"Where would I sleep then?" he asked, frowning.
"In your room of course." Silence suddenly fell over the room. Everyone seemed to stop eating, even Georgie put back his fork to the plate slowly not to make a sound.
"B-but girls aren't allowed in my room. You said it yourself," Sheldon replied.
He looked panicked. Good, Mary thought. Mary knew he would reject the idea and she wanted to push him into giving up his plan. "Oh, Shelly, I'm no longer as conservative as I used to be. I'm sure you have done much more than just holding hands like you guys have been doing the whole time you're here. She's your girlfriend after all," Mary said calmly. "Just no fornicating under my roof. I know you've been doing that back in California, but I'm sure you can keep your hands to yourselves for a few days." Mary added an exaggerated wink for effect.
"But my bed is pretty small. I don't think the two of us could fit," Sheldon protested.
"Don't be silly, of course you both could fit," Mary waved her hand nonchalantly. "However, if you're not sure, Amy can use your old sleeping bag. I still keep it, but I doubt it's going to be comfortable."
"I can't let Amy sleeping on the floor."
"Then maybe you should sleep on the floor and give up your bed for your girlfriend." Mary wondered if she was pushing too hard but she was determined.
"But…"
"Sheldon," Amy cut him, placing her hand on his forearm. He instantly shut his mouth and looked at her. "I don't mind sleeping on the floor," she said softly.
"But it will be uncomfortable, Amy," he protested meekly.
"It's okay, it's just for a couple days and I'll be using the sleeping bag. It will be alright." Amy said, smiling at him reassuringly.
Sheldon reached for Amy's hand on his forearm with his other hand. They stared at each other intensely for a fair amount of time Mary considered saying something to let them know that they were not alone.
"Very well. We will sleep in my room," he said finally, not averting his gaze from Amy.
Everyone except Sheldon and Amy seemed stunned at the scene before them and it was a moment later when they continued eating. Nobody said anything for the rest of the dinner.
Mary did not expect Sheldon to continue with his ruse, she thought he would give up his plan. She did not know Amy had that much power over Sheldon and Mary did not like it.
"Are you comfortable enough?"
"I'm fine, Sheldon."
"I'm sorry my mother made us do this."
"It's okay."
Sheldon looked down at Amy from his bed. She was facing away, curled in fetal position. The light had been turned off for almost an hour but neither of them could sleep. Sheldon could not sleep because he was not used to sleep with someone in his bedroom, let alone a woman, even if they did not sleep on the same bed. Sheldon thought Amy would not be able to sleep comfortably like that, even though she was sleeping in his sleeping bag. He especially felt bad for making her sleeping on the floor. However, they both were too tired to talk.
Sheldon heard Amy sighed as she adjusted her position for the umpteenth times.
"Amy, are you asleep?"
"I'm trying."
"Why are you keep moving?"
"I'm just a little cold," she murmured.
"Really? It's Texas in the middle of the year."
"I get cold easily. I packed a light nightgown in anticipation of the heat, turned out I was wrong."
They were both silent for a beat until Sheldon said, "My blanket is pretty thick and it's pretty warm up here, you can sleep here with me." He did not understand why he said that. All he knew was that he wanted Amy to feel better and comfortable, even if it meant he had to sleep on the same bed with her.
"With you?" Amy asked. She shifted her position to face him although it was pretty hard since the light was out.
"Yes, when the guys and I were conducting research in the North Pole, we had to sleep together to keep ourselves warm. Besides, you were shaking and I can feel it from up her. So, come on," Sheldon said, patting the bed.
He definitely could not feel her shaking but Amy had no energy to argue, she felt terribly cold she would agree to anything. Sheldon scooted over to give her room as she carefully placed herself next to him. He fixed the blanket to envelop them both. Amy instantly felt the warm from the space where Sheldon was sleeping not a minute ago.
They were laying on their sides, facing each other.
"Thank you, Sheldon. I'm feeling better." Amy wrapped herself with the thick blanket which reached her neck.
"Not good enough, you're still shaking. Come here," Sheldon said.
Before she had the chance to register his words, Amy felt Sheldon's arms around her.
"What are you doing?" Amy asked. Their close proximity caused her to be able to feel his warm breath.
"I'm transferring some heat to you," he said, rubbing her arm and back. "How are you feeling now?"
"Warm," Amy said, nuzzling her face to his chest. He was warm and he smelled lovely. "Aren't you going to be too warm?" Amy asked. She felt her eyes started to grow heavy.
"Don't worry about me, just try to sleep. I'll let go if I feel too warm."
He heard her breath became slower and regular. He did not let her go even when he knew she already fell asleep. He closed his eyes and soon joined her.
