“Well..” Bridget crawled into the bed next to him and smiled, “I think I’m pretty good at cuddling and I don’t mind staying.. if you want.” She gave him a smile and let her hair fall over her shoulder, “If you say so. I know I like cuddles when I’m sad.” She admitted
“Does that mean you’re sad now?” He asked, arm draping around the girls waist as he pulled the petite girl closer against him. “I like cuddled when I’m tired. I have something soft to fall asleep against.” He said, smiling almost brightly.
