If the shared bed happens, it happens. Her move. Though I'd be ready with a "Well, you're always welcome to sleep in my arms; all you gotta do is say the word'" or something if she starts dropping blatant hints for you to pick up on like she did Tuesday night.
Happy for your continued progress. You're doing it.
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac
