Febs pulled a face when he kissed her nose and nudged him back playfully. "I did not go looking for trouble, but you managed to find me anyway, you're persistent like that." He was trouble, so much trouble. She was going to be in so much trouble, but at the moment she hardly cared. Right now, inside this room, they didn't have to worry about what anyone else would say or think. At this moment what she did care about was seeing that smile of his and how it gave her butterflies. The giddy, lighthearted kind.

"Ashamed, pah, I maintain that you shouldn't have grabbed me like you did," She teased. "And you flat out asked for the second one." Though she shouldn't have done it just because he'd asked, she wasn't exactly sorry either.

Feeling her legs starting to protest her position, Febs thought about the time ticking away and how he'd have to get up for work sooner rather than later. As much as she enjoyed their sleepovers, she would hate for him to be tired at work the following day. Using her legs and her weight, she purposefully leaned forward hoping to tip them back toward the mattress.