"Mmm." Dorian wormed his cold toes beneath Bull's calves. "I am, in the morning. How about yourself?"

He shuffled a little, getting himself comfortably nested against Bull, wrapped beneath the blankets. Dorian liked to be warm. Especially if he'd purposely left the window open to make the room itself cooler.

"Might I suggest that you take the night off tomorrow, even if you do have a shift? Too much activity too soon won't be good for that knee."