"I knew you'd say that," Annie teased, deciding that between his word and a visual inspection, she didn't need to fret too much about his stomach. Instead, Annie was going to just give in to the bonelessness she'd been staving off, and stretch out long on the bed. "When you're better, I have so many ideas involving your hair."

And here she was, fumbling a slightly-drowsy hand over to play with it again already. She was going to be kind of obsessed for awhile.