He really could have waited. Her sleep is just as precarious as his own. Matt listened to her breathing as he slipped from their warm cocoon of bedding and pillows to go to the bathroom. He was back to the mattress again when it dawned on him that everything felt as it should be.

So.

"Verity." There's a gentle press to her arm and a nuzzle to her cheek until a kiss. "Verity."