"Considering you likely got the same amount of sleep I did, if not less, I think comfort might go a long way." She felt the press of his hand as he pulled her in, the hand on his chest sliding up to press a finger to his lips while the fingers of her other hand toyed with the hair at the back of his head.

"You don't have to say anything, Phil. And I think you know the answer to that, but just in case you're still unsure..." She let her quieting finger fall, replacing it with her lips. Gently, she pressed her lips to his, letting him take the lead - if he wanted.