"You are not crowding me...believe me it was nice sharing the bed with someone again...I think it was the best sleep I have had in over fifty years."<br/>He omitted the fact that typically after those "dark time" his mind sank into depression, his escape, alcohol or some other anti-social behavior.<br/><br/>"I don't think you could ever crowd me...unless..."<br/>With a playful tug and a chuckle he tugged and lifted until she lay on top of him, his hand slipping out of hers to guide her face to look up into his light hazel eyes.<br/>"No...I wouldn't mind if you laid on me like this either..."<br/>A lazy smile crossed his lips, a pillow added behind his head, propping him up. His hands slipped down her backside once more, light circles drawn over the thin material of her nightie.<br/>"I like what you picked out for your pajamas...I wish I could get a better look."