Satisfied, Regina nodded and tucked her head to his shoulder, the exhaustion of the day beginning to demand its due. It had to be after one am by now and unless she called in 'cursed,' she had to be at work before nine.

"You know me better than almost anyone," she murmured, passing her hand over his abdomen and back up to rest on his chest. "But a woman needs her secrets." Which was completely and utterly beside the point, and she only said it to tease him, but a jaw-cracking yawn cut off any further verbal sallies.

Like a sleepy child, she rubbed her eyes with both hands and then gave a bleary, pleading look that traveled from him to her pillows and back again. "Right now, love, I need sleep."