Buffy ghosted the pad of her thumbs over the circles under Danny's eyes. "Well I'm home now so you can sleep," she told him quietly. She leaned in and kissed the bridge of his nose then grabbed the hem of his tee shirt and pulled it up and over his head, tossing it to the other end of the couch. She turned so that she was sitting on his lap facing him, put her arms around his shoulders and rested her head on his shoulder, her nose in the crook of his neck, her body flush up against his skin. "I got cold in Indiana and I forgot how warm you are."