Elliot stirred in Jacob's arms. She was mostly dry now, although, it was still noticeable that the bed was still wet. She smiled softly, remembering what had happened. She wondered what time it was. She hadn't had any nightmares, so she hoped she got a few hours of sleep in. She slipped out of Jacob's hold, as the slightly wet sheets started to bother her, and grabbed one of his t-shirts and pulled it on over herself before climbing back in. 

She watched him as he slept and bit her lip. Maybe she should tell him what Kyle said... It wasn't like anything happened... Kyle... Thinking back now, how many times had she opened the door in just a towel or one of Jacob's shirts. She felt horrible, how much had she accidentally tortured him. Not to mention, when she wasn't staying in Jacob's room, the amount of times he must have seen her sneak out after a long night. She sighed, she felt bad for the guy... She made a note to wear more pants when answering doors... Although, it was hardly her fault that she was confident person. She shook her head and curled back up to Jacob.