No more can she trace "I" heart "u" on his back as he falls asleep.
He caught her the other night. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah." She calms her fingers, resting them lightly on his shoulder.
"I thought you were like having seizures or something. You're all twitchy."
"No, I'm fine." She couldn't even think of a good reason for her rapidly moving fingers. She just stopped and wiggled her feet for good measure, just to show she was getting the "twitchy" out of her system.
"Okay. Good night." He hadn't even opened his eyes. Neither had she.
"Good night, baby." She sighed softly and tried to sleep.
Now how would she tell him that she loves him without telling him that she loves him?