"Of course I'm staying," he chastised her gently. The thought had occurred to him. It certainly had occurred to him the morning he'd woken up and she was gone. He'd thought that if the situation ever happened again, that he'd sneak off before she could.

Of course, she couldn't sneak off from her own room--well, that wasn't true. She could, it would just be counterproductive. Besides, he wanted to stay.

"I'll be here when you wake up."