I agree with daddy’s little secret:

I know who to call at 4 pm, 10 pm, and 2 am for some booty but who the hell is going to take a 5 am snuggle-call? Sometimes that’s all I need–just a snuggle–a kiss on the shoulder, an arm pulling me in close, the steady rhythm of a beating heart beneath my ear and warm breath on my neck. There’s something comforting in sharing a bed or a sofa with someone for a snuggle.