That shifting was earning him some grumbling, Verity's face pressed further into his side. Sadly, as much as Verity was fighting against wakefulness, it was a losing battle. Mostly because they'd been very...active...last night and hadn't managed to eat more than a few bites of their dinner before retiring to her room.

But Verity was going to cling to sleep as hard as she could until the inevitable. She was warm and happy and sore in all the best ways. Did it have to be morning?