“Stay,” he slurred, his eyes closing again. “Please.”
I smiled and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead as I tugged the blankets up over him.“We’d need two beds for that, Pen.”
Penny made a soft sound and nestled into the covers, already mostly asleep.
Crouching beside the bed, I lingered a few moments longer, finding it hard to pull myself away.
“Thank you,” I said quietly enough not to wake him again. “For seeing me as more than I am. For making me want to be better.”
Slowly, I stood and forced myself back to the door, then paused with my hand on the knob. With one last look at the narrow open space at Penny’s side, I wanted nothing more than to fill it.
Maybe someday I’d be brave enough to.