"There is enough room for both of us."
Emily unlocked the front door as quietly as she could and slipped off her shoes just inside the threshold so as not to make noise on the hardwood on the front hall. The house was mostly dark except for the foyer light, which had been left on for her, illuminating the bottom of the stairs. She moved past the stairs to meander down the hallway to the kitchen, noticing the blue light of the television in the living room bouncing off the wall.
Ignoring her quest for late night ice cream, Emily padded into the living room to find JJ bundled up on the couch, half-dozing as she watched TV. She looked up on hearing Emily enter the room and gave her girlfriend a weak smile. "You're back." She croaked, throat scratchy.
"You didn't have to wait up for me, Jayje." Emily said with a frown. "You're sick." She had texted JJ to let her know she was boarding the jet for home, but had neglected to text her again when they landed, thinking she'd have probably gone to bed to try and take care of the wicked flu she had picked up from Henry.
"I wanted to." JJ replied, unwrapping herself from her blanket cocoon and holding the blanket open. "Come sit with me, there's enough room for both of us."