I'd like it if you did, plenty of room here. [ She made a gesture with her free hand to the bed which was, had been, big and empty for one person. Did he honestly think she would send him away or banish him back out to the couch? This poor man had so much going on in his thought process that she couldn't begin to unwind it all. ]

I make damn good breakfast too, when was the last time you had good homemade biscuits and gravy? [ She offered a little extra incentive for him to want to stay. Something that had been passed down by her grandmother, cooking was a tangible way of giving love to people, if you put your heart in something it can nourish a person's body and soul. And Sarah had always remembered that lesson. ]

[ She hefted her body enough to pull the covers out from underneath her, tugging at them to give him a hint to do the same, not that it was all that cold and they were still warm and glowing from moments ago. But she liked to have something on these days just in case. After all, it wasn't unheard of for Sam or someone to just show up at all hours. ] Get under here with me.