“You’re sleeping in my bed.”“Which is more unsanitary than the couch, I’m sure.”“There’s never been anyone in my bed but me.”

“He lifted my luggage off the floor. "You're not sleeping on the couch or the recliner. You're sleeping in my bed.""Which is more unsanitary than the couch, I'm sure.""There's never been anyone in my bed but me."I rolled my eyes. "Give me a break!""I'm absolutely serious. I bag 'em on the couch. I don't let them in my room.""Then why am I allowed in your bed?"One corner of his mouth pulled up into an impish grin. "Are you planning on having sex with me tonight?""No!""That's why. Now get your cranky ass up, take your hot shower, and then we can study some Bio.”

“Stay for me. Stay with me. There will never be anyone else. Not in my bed. Not in my life. And not in my heart.”

“I’m romantic. I’ll try to make your bed while you’re still sleeping in it.”

“All I can think about is bed.”“We’re sharing the same thought.”“You’re thinking about bed too?”“I’m thinking about YOU in MY bed.”

“I want you in my bed. Gentlemen are boring in bed.”Good point. “Gentlemen are gentlemen in bed. They make sure you’re having a good time.”“I’ll make sure you’re having a good time, and that you’re okay with everything we’re doing. I just won’t be well-mannered about it.”