"So what should we do with our last few days?"
"I just want to spend every possible minute of the rest of my life with you," Peeta replies.
"Come on, then," I say, pulling him into my room.
It feels like such a luxury, sleeping with Peeta again. I didn;t realize until now how starved I've been for human closeness. For the feel of him beside me in the darkness. I wish I didn't waste the last couple of nights shutting him out. I sink down into sleep, enveloped in hi swarmth, and when I open my eyes again, daylight's streaming through the windows.
"No nightmares," he says.
"No nightmares," I confirm.
Catching Fire - pg 244