A Pillow Cave for the Night

We shuffled together across the sofa cushions, seeking the gentlest nook before bedtime. Behind a plump velvet throw pillow, we discovered a quiet little canyon where the fabric met the soft armrest. Wiggling our corduroy feet into the shadowy gap, we gently backed ourselves in side by side until our biscuit roof was safely sheltered under the plush rim. In the dim lamplight, the smooth velvet felt like a cozy blanket around our cheeks. We snuggled together, listening to the quiet ticking of the room and drifting into peaceful slumber.@