Charlette slept peacefully again through the night, glad he didn't wake up and protest. She was awake before him in the morning, but did not move from the bed or from his body. He was too comfortable a pillow to be rested on.<br/><br/>Instead, she stayed cuddled up to him stealing all the body heat she could as he was still asleep. She gently played with his hair, wrapping it's long strands in curls around her fingers, and stroked at the slight stubble appearing on his chin and cheeks. A fine specimen of a man he was.