Pillow Talk

C4 | pinky promise

"My guess is that was your first good night of rest in years." He stated, still looking at her deeply.

"What has that got to do with anything?" She spoke defensively, her spine straightening.

"You have insomnia, and the only thing that works is cuddling."

Her mouth opened and closed as he cocked his head more, knowing she had nothing to argue.

"I have a proposition."

She answered without thinking, "okay." The cheeky grin that spread on his face was enough to tell her she wouldn't like his deal. It's the Italian charm, he thought.

"It's not so bad," he said when he noticed her unease. "I propose we cuddle every night. Just cuddling no more, unless initiated of course." He winked at her and she melted.

Suspicion creeped in, "what's in it for you?"

"Cuddling is a better moderation than alcohol."

She thought it over, before holding out her pinky. He smiled and wrapped his pinky around hers.