" She laid a row of cushions down the center of the bed, carefully dividing it into two sides:
His, and hers.
"Is that truly supposed to stop me?" He fell back on the bed, on his side-peering over the pillow wall at her with amusement. "I fully intended to have my wicked way with you. But now there's this cushion, so..."
She burrowed under the coverlet, drawing it up to her neck.
"Now that you mention it," he went on, "I dinna know how this strategy escaped Napoleon's notice. If only he'd erected a barricade of feathers and fabric, we Highlanders wouldna have known how to get over it."
"I don't expect the pillows to keep you out," she said. "They're merely a guard against anything accidental happening."
"Ah." He drew out the syllable. "We canna have any accidental happenings."
"Exactly. I might roll over in the night, and I know how you feel about cuddling. I should hate to take advantage of you."
"Minx." He sat up in bed and plucked the cushion from between them. "I'm here now. I'm flesh and blood, and I'm your husband. I'll be damned if I'll give up my place to a pillow."

-Logan & Maddie "

― Tessa Dare , When a Scot Ties the Knot (Castles Ever After, #3)