Wyatt couldn't help but blush a little. He rubbed the back of his head then tried playing it off, "Well can ya blame me? You a a very attractive woman. But hey you know if you wanna sleep be yourself tonight that is cool too." He said with a smirk and casually turned around pretending to get ready to walk away.
Carmen quickly grabbed his shirt, she knew he was messing with her, but she didn't want to take a chance. "Hey! I didn't say that... but does it have to be on the couch? That's kinda small."
When she woke up it was still dark outside, and she was partially on top of Wyatt, her head on his chest, and her arm wrapped around his waist. She almost bolted straight up, but remembered what had happened the day previous and calmed down.
Wyatt continued to sleep peacefully, his arm still around around her... Then suddenly Wyatt started talking in his sleep... most of it was in Swedish except for the last word. He muttered, 'Carmen...'
Just like that Wyatt's eyes slowly opened and he looked down at the beautiful woman that was on top of him. He raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly, "Well hi there."
He nod smiling slightly, "Yes I was actually."
The words he said was, 'Jag älskar dig.'
Of course Carmen would have no idea what that meant.
Wyatt gently touched her cheek, "How about you?"
She smiled happily, leaning ever so slightly into his hand. "Yeah. It was nice. But not as nice as to waking up almost terrified cause I forgot I was sleeping in the same bed as you." She said laughing a little at herself.