"Or I was so tired I didn't feel the kick," Matt teased her in return. "I'd have to check for bruises later to see whether it happened." Like he'd be able to pick out one bruise from the collection he has these days, anyway. It was all joking in good fun, making more and more of a mountain out of Kate's kicks than really existed. Just like Matt sometimes rolled around in his sleep, nearly knocking Kate off the bed - at least according to her. It might be that his rolling was also exaggerated. Despite their restless natures, neither of them seemed inclined to suggest not sharing the bed together often. If anything, sleeping with Kate had helped Matt sleep a little better at night.

Sipping his coffee, he let her start to speak what was on her mind. "Why would I judge you? For watching a romance? I like a little romance, in case you hadn't noticed." Giving her a faint smile, he leaned in to give her a little kiss on the lips. Seeing the affection, Ella on his lap mewled. Matt bent down, truly a feat of his flexibility, while still holding his coffee to kiss Ella's head. "I'm sorry, I forgot, there was a cat kiss tax," he teased Ella, who now seemed satisfied. Settling back upright, Matt tilted his head in Kate's direction. She didn't seem bothered that he wasn't wearing his glasses while they talked. If anything, she seemed to like getting to see his eyes, even if they weren't focused. "So tell me about it. How did the story unfold?"