[ The soft flutter of the sheet being drawn atop of them adds another layer of warmth. That combined with the feeling of his arms feels like an invitation to close her eyes. As they do her arms slowly wrap around him in turn, pressing their bodies close. ] 

If there's anyone that could, it would be you. But it wouldn't be very practical. 

[ Words that she never thought that would come out of her mouth.

She lapses into silence then, allowing the beat of his heart to soothe her, soaking up the warmth that she feels like will eventually slip through her fingers. Quietly she asks - ] 

Is it selfish to ask you to stay here tonight?