Sabrina moves easily into his grasp, even if she's wriggling out of her clothes and shoving them out from under the covers, something else's she's practiced at-- though her bra and panties stay on, the main objective being to feel Charlie's warmth against her.

All done, she curls up against him, cheek on his shoulder.

"Through the window," she agrees. "Even when we're fully responsible and independent, I plan to crawl in through the window at least twice a month."